“The trouble with that is that I’ve already sired three bastards, by my own sister to boot ... and to sire more on top of those three with Mole’... Town whores ... It’s not the most comforting thought, that my legacy stops with a tyrant, a weakling, and a poisoner’s victim. Did you know ... Myrcella knew that I was her real father ... she already knew! She told me so just minutes before she died, and also that she was glad that I was her true father ... it was a very touching moment, just before. Lisa: Hmm, you have good cock what’s your age ??Me: I’m 24Lisa: Wow, you have a cock like real man hope I could get fucked by u. What’s the size? Me: I didn’t measure but may be 6-7 inches long.Lisa: nice, have seen my husband’s cock it’s too small to satisfy me.Me: yeah I saw Lisa: Wait I show you somethingShe went to another room & bought something & I saw it’s was a black colour dildo may be it was 8-9 inches longLisa: this what I use to satisfy myself​I was feeling sad for her. Me: are you. God damned if it didn't feel amazing sawing his prick slowly in and out of the boy's fantastic little ass. For Danny it felt like a baseball bat was being pumped in and out of his poor little butthole. Slowly his tortured ass did seem to stretch and the pain eased but it was a long way from feeling good. Eventually he was able to relax and the pain receded further. He couldn't believe that he was being fucked like he was a girl or something. After what seemed like hours, but in reality was. George moaned quietly against her neck as Veronica chuckled. With an affectionate squeeze of his testicles, she removed her own loose-fitting dress and donned a robe from the bag George had brought with them.Next, she withdrew a pair of sandals and slipped them on, not bothering to fasten them.With an innocent bat of her eyelashes, she opened the door and slipped out, leaving George to hastily pull on his own robe. Veronica weaved her way through the small crowd of art students as she made her.