"Erm...you're married now Karmen, it's not like old times." The moment I said those words, I felt proud of my brain for its response and my cock curse... it. Brain one, cock two. "Well okay, but I just thought we could get rid of it and enjoy the rest of the night talking without you being distracted by your hard-on." What she said suddenly made a lot of sense. Was this now my brain or my cock agreeing with her logic? She kept looking at me as if to change my mind or come up with some words of. . Grabbing and exploring. I pulled her dress down and her tits fell out. She undid my zipper and pulled my cock out and was rubbing it. The elevator stopped and I knew it was not our floor. The door opened and an attractive, slightly older lady looked in on us. We just smiled and said hello. She looked at my hard cock in her hand with a glisten of pre-cum on the tip and the older lady just smiled."That looks yummy!", the lady said. "You both enjoy... I'll get the next one", she continued. I’ll be back at the village in about three hours and the walking will keep me warm.”“Thank you,” said Lizbet, putting on my jerkin over her nightwear but under her cloak.“What are you going to do now?” I asked.“I don’t know. Perhaps another pale-skinned tribe might take me. But I wouldn’t know where to start looking for them.”“Why don’t you come back to my village with me.”“Won’t the villagers kill me?”“We have a tradition called Sanctuary,” I explained. “An outsider in need of help can stay in. He was stretching me to the limits; he was growing harder again inside…I screamed, not just from pain but more from surprise at the size. He started moving again slow, even gentle; making me groan with pleasure. I came again; I could not believe it…Then Claude increased the power and speed; I started to scream again in both pleasure and pain.For the next ten minutes the handsome black guy banged me away; I was really exhausted, gasping and trying to catch my breath back; but whispering to him.