Out of the corner of my eye, i can see Him pick something up off the side table. It is His crop. my heart starts to beat loudly, and i can feel beads ...f sweat starting to form between my breasts. He has never cropped me before, not properly. He once tapped my butt lightly with His crop when i moved while i was taking His seed into my mouth, to remind me that i am here to please Him, and i only move if He tells me to.He orders me to bend over slightly, so that my behind is sticking out. He. When we got to the patio, I turned to face him and lowered myself to sit on a chaise lounge, which put me at the perfect height to suck the tip of his cock into my mouth….so I did! I began bobbing my head back and forth on his stiff pole, stroking it with one of my hands, while I fondled his dangling nut sack with the other.Adam stood there motionless for a few minutes with his hands on his hips, smiling and murmuring as I sucked his thick boner in and out of my mouth. After a while he reached. Amelia’s body curved in the water around me, but she’s so quick, she’s gone. She must have dived deeper, I couldn’t see her. I felt a tug on my legs. Amelia was a flurry below the surface, struggling to get my swimming trunks down my legs. My cock bounced free, hard up against my gut, but she wasn’t interested in that, she was still wrestling my trunks down my legs. Amelia pushed me, causing me to lose my balance, and as I floundered she finally managed to pull the trunks from my feet. We both. At the sideboard, he poured more coffee in our cups and we left for a dining room or kitchen.On the way, we met King Marcus with two guards walking toward us. They stopped at a door and waited for us. The King said, “Breakfast is in here.”Jam nodded and I said, “Thank you, Sire.” The guards bowed all three of us in. Inside was a great breakfast buffet including American items except grits.The King noticed my look over the buffet and smiled. “Sorry, Jar. No grits. That’s a southern art that my.