I have been fantasising about five randy young gentlemen around me while I stand fully naked with my arms up in the air. One of them would be licking ...y arse while another one is round the front sucking my cunny. I would also have one holding a tit each and drawing the nipples out and sucking them. The fifth one would be standing in front of me licking my armpits while my arms are up in the air going from one to the other occasionally stopping to kiss my face. I called the club ahead and spoke. I was shooed into the bedroom, top sheet of the waterbed already turned down. She pushed me back to sit on a blanket chest, more on her level. I ran my hands up her bare legs below the woollen shirt. Finding no knickers in the way I was able to caress her lovely cheeks, savouring them, cuddling them as I pulled her back towards me. Then I tried to undo her shirt buttons but my trembling fingers refused to cooperate leaving me unable to undress her. She did it for me, now standing in front of me. I want to taste you I need to have this cock fill me… I look up at you so naughty, your eyes dark with lust looking down at me. I move my mouth to your cock head, still looking into your eyes. My tongue sticks out to bathe your cock, watch as I lick your head… around and around… around the rim… putting my lips on it… nibbling… tasting… smelling…. then…needing more… I’m wanting you and I cannot wait any longer. I stroke my fist up around your cock head, only the head peeking out and put my mouth. The movie has had two sequels so far, and in the most recent one, John Carter gains the title Warlord of Mars. So naturally we all started calling Mr. Carter "John Carter of Mars" or "the Warlord." Now the John Carter in the movie is athletic, handsome, romantic and oh so very noble (most of the girls at O'Neill had a crush on the actor, or the character, or both). Our John Carter is none of that. This of course only made it all the funnier to call him the Warlord.The reason the Warlord scared.