Zithrusa slung, keeping the jesting assassins off their mark, while John played a game of his own.John targeted the bow strings of the attackers, figu...ing that for each he cut with his own arrows, it was one less sniper he had to deal with. Three arrows later, and three opposing bows were useless against them. Zithrusa had knocked two senseless with slung stones, but one was one of which John had already cut the string of his bow. The men struggled to get their wounded mounted, as John and. My goal was to please him and service him like a str8 guy should be serviced. I played with his balls while I swallowed his throbbing cock into the back of my throat as it was throbbing so hard. His cock hardened more and more with each time his rod met my tonsils. He was thoroughly enjoying the oral "service." Then he pushed me off of him and threw me on the bed and bent my legs back toward my head (and the headboard) and starting rimming the hell out of me and talking very dirty and verbal.. ” Aisa bol kar woh apna lund hilate hilate meri chut pe ghisne laga.Lund ghiste ghiste woh bola, “Dekh, mere lode ka topa teri iss naram naram chut pe ghis raha hai. Maza aa raha hai? Kesa lag raha hai tujhe janeman?” Aisa bol kar usne fir apna lund meri chut mein ghused na shuru kiya. Main ankhe band kar ke chillane lagi.Thodi hi der mein Balwant ne zor laga kar lagbhag poora lund meri chut mein ghused diya. Jab woh meri chut mein lund zor laga kar daal raha tha, to lund na jane ki wajah se. Yes, I caught him taking the stuff. He walked through the door without attempting to pay.” “Well done, I will take it from here.” and he marched out of the room. She turned to me. “Give me your wallet”. I handed it over. She studied the contents. ‘I see you don´t live too far away from here. So it would be fairly embarrassing for you when the local papers get wind of this,’ she said with a sneer. She sat at her desk exuding dominance and sexuality. I could see down her cleavage. It revealed.