No damage done.”She smiled. “That’s okay then.” And immediately she chuckled, a deep throaty, sexy sound. “I must say,” she said, “you g...ve a good impression of a falling-down drunk. Here, use my towel to clean off the sand.”Carl smiled back but shook his head. “It’s okay. I’m just going for a quick dip, that’ll wash the sand off. But thanks anyway,” and he walked off, almost with his tail between his legs except, despite the shock of his tumble, it was still somewhat tumescent.She watched him. “Fuck, yes!” He felt more juices flood on to his finger. She collapsed, breathless, her fingers and toes were almost numb. “Oh my God.” He looked down at her. Despite her nakedness and tangled hair, there was still something innocent about her. His cock was already hard again, throbbing in anticipation. He straddled her, leaned down, and kissed her. Her mouth met his, furiously taking him in as she became even more turned on by her own taste on his tongue. He pulled back, positioning his cock. We were in luck as to language: they spoke a version of the same Greek we normally used, so we could understand each other.I said that we were from a caravan moving south to escape the bad weather farther north, and I would like to speak to the town fathers (that's the way the word translated). The chief guard asked us to wait while he sent a man to see if the town fathers were available to meet with me.While we were waiting, I gave each of the guards a piece of our auroch jerky to chew on.. But Frank was in his element, she was thinking as he started to thrust his prominence deeply into her, there could be nothing to sexually better this. She enjoyed his fuck and asked for more when he’d cum. But he wanted time to recover, she’d fix that and no mistake, because there was her mouth again engulfing him until once more he rose to the occasion, Franz was quite competent in her method of foreplay. Something she had learned in her adolescence with the guy she aroused in the back seat of.