He was proud of his clothes and dressing wasn’t something to be rushed. His flannels covered his lower body, and the course woollen shirt protected ...is upper body against the weather. Not like the half-naked men of Eros. Their tunics were too short, a man’s balls could freeze off, and their bare torsos were abominations to Phallus. His boots were the last items he put on. The only other item was his sword. He was ready to change the world with this theft.Yarba quickly slipped through the door. Of everything. My desire for her was an echo of endless need.As the office’s resident bad boy it seemed ridiculous that we hadn’t already fucked. Finally one afternoon Emma asked me to stay late to help her with budget projections. By 5PM we were ensconced in her office, chairs close together as we huddled over her computer screen, examining endless strings of numbers. Patiently I awaited her first move, convinced the evening had nothing to do with budgets and could only end in her. She would take her notes always with black pen, and would highlight certain things with different colors. Dates were highlighted in yellow, names with orange, key terms in blues, and so on. As she and her classmates grabbed their things to go, the professor announced a quick reminder of the homework due the next class. As she walked down the hall she pulled her phone from her bag, hoping that maybe someone had tried to call her or had sent a text. To her dismay, all that popped up was. ..' Helpless and at her mercy, I opened my lips and allowed Gwen to slide her monstrous penile head and shaft into my oral cavity. Gwendolyn slid her penis into my mouth, her legs started to trembled as she gasp and took short quick breaths. She pulled her penis back slowly till only the head was still behind my teeth. Gwendolyn gasp saying '...oh baby, yes that's just what I want you to do. Now relax and let me put more of my dick down your throat...' Gwen pressed her hips forward and her.