“Oh, sorry” He said. I guess we are a little more open than most and you should have seen the look on your face… But it’s the truth – we ALL...do the same things… “Daniellllll” called Jennifer’s voice again. “No, it’s okay” I said. “I get it. I really do. Our bodies and sex and all of it are so natural but for some reason we tend to try and hide it. But maybe that is what makes it so titillating – it’s what’s just out of reach that you want the most. So don’t worry – you didn’t offend me. Let me. The blade had a strange bluish tint to it, and the IronWing family crest had been emblazoned into the fine, curving crossguard, and the Dragon of the house crest sported tiny twin eyes of twinkling sapphire. Captain Jemmings whistled softly as he held the blade, reverent and careful, running his eyes over it with obvious appreciation. “I’m no man of arms, but this… this is amazing, truly. A blade fit for a king, I’ve no doubt.” The smuggler looked up at the Knight, and there was almost an. A simple but effective masturbation ensued. Mike’s hand wrapped around my cock shaft with an up and down motion on its length. My foreskin slipping to and fro over my smooth but slimy cock head, streaming pre-cum, oozing out. Up and down, faster, slower, harder, softer. As he wanked me, I continued to jerk him. We both kept up a steady rhythm. Sensing I was close to cumming by my erratic breathing and moans, Mike pulled the covers off us both so that the spunk would fly over, and on, me and not. The rose was their symbol that the conversations were sub Rosa, were sealed under the rose." I had no idea," whispered Ammar. And then he looked at me. "But Ilias!" Yes?" You would know I had no idea. So why was this a red flag for you?" Well..." I said smiling.Ammar's eyes went wide. "The Holy! It was all a bluff, wasn't it?!"I laughed. "Oh, the clues were there, and too numerous to be dismissed. But yes, they were very subtle, with plausible alternatives. The gold mining outpost was our best.