Pearl necklace. Jacking off. Fingering. Pinching your hard rosebuds atop your tits. Stroking my cock in front of your face. Sticking my tongue between...the folds of your wet lips. Clitoral sucking. A finger up your ass. But not words of love and romance. No flowers. No dinners by candlelight. I touch myself. It is dark. I am alone. Now I am hard. I feel the first drops emerging from my tip, and my hand slides both along the smooth skin and with the slick lubricant I am producing. My hand slides. Once it was gone, he tossed the glass vial to the ground and headed up to the door of the castle.The doors of the castle were made of thick wood that stretched tall. On the door was open, but not far enough to allow sight into the castle. Sighing, Alec was sure the whole thing was a trap, and so he drew his sword and squeezed between the doors and into the castle. Fires flickered lazily as they burned in the corners of the courtroom. Castle Rooker had a design that the main doors led straight. I was genuinely worried about them but after trying and failing to talk any sense into them I knew I had better leave it alone – at least until morning. I would only make them want to do it more if I protested TOO much about it. I went downstairs and got Carl Weathers – he was a gift after all and brought him back upstairs.After a nice, meaningful conversation and some foreplay – who am I kidding, I went to town on myself and pounded one out hard for about twenty long minutes until I passed. It caused her to shift positions and the head disappeared inside. She moved around a bit then pushed downward. She continued this movement and slowly moved on down I just lay there. A few minutes later her red pubic hair was entwined in my grey.I stayed still except for edging my hand downward so I could caress her clit with my finger. She jerked and began to ride me. Oh what a wonderful feeling her pussy was a raging inferno. I began to move to match her strokes. She was a very excitable girl.