It was about 3 feet long and had a gold-colored gem near the hilt, which was blue. Also, along the length of the sword read an inscription saying some...hing in Latin, or something. I didn't bother to figure it out, since I'm not an expert in any language, even English.I decided to test it out. Seeing as it seemed to hold some mystical power, I tried it on the dumpster it was laying next to. It sliced through it as easily as it sliced through the air before and after it penetrated the metal. But. He quickly shed his outfit and danced around the room in a thong. The scene was pretty funny as the women hooted, hollered and whistled as he dance. He moved from one woman to the next and ground and danced with each of them. He moved over to dance with my wife and she looked at me and laughed.The dancer turned my wife around and stood behind her. He grabbed her hips and positioned her so she was on her hands and knees with her head towards my lap and her ass facing him. He began thrusting. "Your Majesty, a penny for your thoughts?" Prince Charles plopped down beside his sister-in-law. "Looks like His Majesty was having fun over here!"Genevieve's face turned bright red, and she felt a lump forming in her throat. "What do you mean?" she asked, hoping that Charles had meant something else."I just hope when I get married, I find someone half as pleasing as you. My brother better appreciate you as much as you deserve." Charles said as he nudged her shoulder and gave a knowing. ” Helen handed the water back to Mike, and then fell heavily to the bed. “I’ve never come like that. God, I don’t even remember half of it.” “So, you… You good to go again?” Mike asked, his cock twitching in anticipation. A sharp tingle shot all through Helen’s sex, protesting that idea. She wasn’t about to turn them away, though. “You could always suck us off,” Ron suggested, seeing her wince. Helen shook her head. “Give me a minute. I want to feel you come inside me.” “Seriously?” Mike asked,.