. I promise.”Gene wished he could believe her words.For most of the last day, the van had moved steadily through the mountains in the darkness, then...parked well back from the road during the daylight. Henderson had insisted they were safer moving at night, and they made a rough camp in the Italian mountains where they stayed quiet and hidden as best they could. Finch had heard only a few vehicles on the nearby roads, and he noticed that either Henderson or Panthea stayed alert even as the. Phillip, come here."After a moment, Gwen's father appeared from the back hallway, a snifter of brandy in one hand. He wore a robe, but it didn't conceal the stiff, long prick that bounced above his sac.She'd never seen her father's member, and she stared as he walked past her to the end of the table where her charms were exposed."Gwen, you're beautiful. How's it been to have a young man pleasuring himself in your belly? Have you enjoyed it?," he asked."Oh, yes, father, immensely. I like it so. She led him swiftly through the halls and corridors of the dimly lit opera house. Their path seemed to lead them higher and higher. As they passed a rack of costumes, Christine paused and released Erik's hand. She selected two heavy, fur-lined, winter cloaks and indicated that Erik should do the same. When he made no move towards the rack, she groaned."Come, Erik. We are only borrowing them! It is very cold on the roof. Believe me; you will thank me for it later."Hastily pulling two larger. Oh yes. Mmmmmh. Oh yes. I'm cumming, I'M CUMMING, I'M CUMMING.......” My breathing stops momentarily as my body tenses. All sensation is based in my cock and my engorged cockhead glistens with pre-cum. Sensation of touch is magnified to extreme proportions. I exhale and indescribable pleasure overcomes me as I ejaculate a small release of cum four inches or so onto my lower abdomen. But a quick flick of my wrist releases a second, more potent stream; this time a rope of cum shoots out and.