The rest were mere sell swords. They offered their blades like a whore offered her body ... if the price was right. They were all of them sinners.I lo...ked up from my beads. Father Fredrick the legion's priest sat before me.I hadn't heard him approach."My child," he said. "Are you aware that before dawn that we march into battle." His voice was soft and wise, like a Father's should be."Yes Father," I said. "I am not afraid." If I die, then I would go to Eternal Happiness, Pope Urban the Second. As he was taking his time unbuttoning her blouse, she was frantically pulling the thong to one side and spreading her thighs as wide as she could., wanting only to feel his rod inside of her. To feel the passion that created such art. To know the desires behind such erotic imagery. To experience the mind of one who sees the brilliance within the dark. His strong hand pushed open her blouse and quickly undid the push up bra she was wearing. Its front snaps allowed him to access her breasts at. Her tongue left a trail of saliva on his skin as it snaked its way down from his mouth, along his neck, across his muscular chest, his belly, down to the region where his cock was saluting her like a soldier on guard. Gaby knelt down in front of Dario and planted a kiss on his cock head. She could tell how excited he was from the way he drew in air and gasped at the gentle touch of her lips. She had to take things easy, otherwise he would explode before she even had a chance to taste this. Here’s where I explain to him that I was going to stand him up. I had hoped to be dressed while having this conversation. Somehow being naked was taking its toll on my confidence. ‘Can I get dressed first?’ ‘Is that germane to the question somehow?’ ‘No, but I’d just feel a little more comfortable if I wasn’t this naked right now.’ ‘Funny you should think that when here I am thinking how much more comfortable you could be completely naked.’ I opened and shut my mouth. I wanted to respond with.