”“Is this the same bard that told you about Snow Crown?”“Yes. Anise visited there before us, and knew more about your people. Without her, we ...ould have probably gone straight through Tarvist Pass. Ellerie wanted to get a look at the mountains from both the east and the west.”Sarette laughed. “That’s what Tarvist Pass is there for—so outsiders have an easy way through the mountains without getting stranded or stopping to visit Snow Crown. Other than traders, we try to discourage visitors.”“I. The boy's right cheek was pressed hard against the cold polished oak, his cries loud. I retracted my finger. Leaning back I retrieved some olive oil from the condiments set, which had been pushed to one side. I held his ass cheeks apart with one hand as I slowly drizzled a fair amount of extra virgin oil onto the boy as he squirmed again. “ You should be thankful of small mercies Frankie; the balsamic vinegar would have been a hard lesson for me to teach.” Slowly, I massaged his asshole,. He drove us to the resort in an old beat up van. His radio was playing reggae music and he kept checking Carol out in his rearview mirror. The scenery was beautiful with swaying Palm trees and glimpses of clear blue water and long sandy beaches. Brian told us that some of the local clubs were hot, and he could get us some weed. Once we arrived at the resort and finished checking in he said, "Maybe I'll see you later." Our room was fabulous with a huge bed, a balcony and a sumptuous bathroom. He pumped his ass against me a couple more times but I could notice he was getting soft.Then he shifted up off me and slowly pulled it out of my ass. I could feel his thick cum leaking out of my now sore stretched asshole.He laughed out loud and smacked me on the buttocks very hard.When I finally got to my feet, he was already dressed and out of the room.I barely could walk to the bathroom and sat down before it seemed a gallon of cum started flowing out of my stretched asshole.I cleaned my.