’ ‘Sure I remember and I never lost.’ ‘I wonder why that was. Better control than me?’ ‘It was because I couldn’t take my eyes from you... Beverly. I still can’t. I know every part of your beautiful face, and it’s even more beautiful every time I look at you.’ He placed her fingers on his chest. His urgent movements beckoned her fingers to work those buttons. She couldn’t wait to unleash him. His body heat was radiating through his silk shirt already, and she could feel how finely chiseled his. I can’t. It looks so amazing but there is still some arguing going on inside me. I know I want to, though.”Sammy was lying not far away. He was licking his cock and knot clean. I jerked my head toward him and she stared. “That is so hot. Look at that cock and knot. You had that inside you, can you believe it?”“Not quite yet, but … maybe after Paddy, I will.” She saw the look in my eyes and moved to the gate in the fence to release the other dog. Controlling him seemed easier, maybe he. .. been a calming influence.I went to our room and read a bit.When Rachel arrived, I told her about my day and about my anger."You're like Thor," she said. "Your first impulse is always to strike, rarely physically, but frequently verbally. You were already like that in school." Like Thor?" Remember the Old Norse stories? The one about the builder – like in Wagner's Rheingold?"In the beginning, after the gods had established Midgard and built Valhalla, there came a smith and offered to make. Wrapping my left fist around it, I begin to pump it, fearing how bad this one would hurt when it stretched me.Directly in front of me hangs another penis, this one a deep green. It’s quite long – two and a half hand-breadths, maybe eight imperial inches. With no more hands to spare, I lean forward and take him into my mouth. The taste is far better than that of the leader’s, for which I’m thankful.I pump hard and fast with one hand, slowly with the other, interchanging the speeds periodically,.