"I had lost all hope." What of our Lord Sigfrid and the Noble Ermegart?" Pelle asked sharply.The man sadly shook his head. "Our lord perished from the...wounds he received when he rode out to save Jew Alley. Th'baroness watched over him to his death and had him buried in the chapel, but a week after she died of the plague. Much like ever'body else, 'cept me an' a handful of men an' wenches. We locked ourselves in the gate tower for a week, and we're 'bout the only folks what survived." How did. .because of me! It no longer felt wrong. In fact, I was extremely pleased with myself, that I could make him react like he made me react. I let him massage shoulders As Joe rubbed my shoulders, I felt him widen his stance and sink lower in his hips. His cock, which was intially pressed against my back, was now firmly pressed against my ass. I could feel him grind his hips into me, and felt his cock press against my ass through my briefs “You make me feel so good, boy, do you like making me feel. My hands slipped under her buttocks, squeezing the smooth flesh as her sweet female ejaculate spurted into my greedy mouth. It was an experience that would remain burned in my memory for my entire lifetime. And the sheer joy of giving such pleasure would be something that would become my ultimate turn on from that day forward. Then I felt Rita pull my head up, she looked into my eyes and exclaimed “Oh god Eddie, Fuck me!”I moved up, my rejuvenated cock slipping into the heat of her hot centre.. She was wearing the bottom of a persimmon-colored bikini and a loose-fitting, white tee shirt that swooped way down. The outline of her cunt was painfully obvious where the material of the bikini had snugged up against it and, gazing at her from the rear as I was, I could see her breasts hanging down, like ripe fruit, in the subdued light of the tee shirt.My jeans started becoming intensely uncomfortable as my cock swelled in appreciation of that tantalizing view, and I knew there was nothing.