Suddenly, I had my head tilted up and my robe had fallen back to the floor.I had never been kissed by a man before. It was such a sweet, soft kiss. My...mouth opened to accept his probing tongue. I felt his hand cup my firm, round ass through my swimsuit. My cock grew stiff against his thigh.The bourbon combined with the lust to make me want what was coming next, I guess. When Jim pull ed down my swim suit, I felt a sense of excitement. Peeled free of all my clothes, I was naked now. A man old. Wolgar sent a rider to warn Homer and Isgor, the captain of the flanking guard, that they should halt and wait for later word. His men might actually be of some value as raiders on the back side of the invading army if we got involved in a siege. They were now using lances, and we did not know of anyone else having such advanced weaponry.We sent out an envoy to the invaders asking their intentions, but we got the expected answer without a single word being exchanged! Our envoy was driven off. Embarrassed, Calvin then asked if he could take a few snapshots of Bruiser’s tattoos. Bruiser had op-art tattoos on his upper arms, shoulders, and upper chest. As Calvin would also soon learn, the largest of the op-art tattoos were on his back, and it was almost as if he was wearing an ink bolero jacket.When the tattoos on his back were revealed, Calvin observed two thick fleshy rolls on the back of Bruiser’s neck at the base of his skull. Bruiser immediately made mention of these, bemoaning. Oh fuck! I want to cum! Please, please. Stacy shakes on her wobbly legs as her pussy begins to convulse around the smooth toy. Her G-spot aches and begs to explode inside of her. "Miss Cara, please, I can't think! I want to cum," Stacy begs. "I have to make sure our little device is working, dear," she says, keeping Stacy's clit stimulated. "You are not to cum, darling." Oh god. Focus! Images of Becca's feet and beautiful bum bombard Stacy's consciousness. The way Becca smells and the adorable.