"You look good Ed." With that he placed his left arm around my neck, gently pulled me closer, and then kissed me. I did shiver, but from the homosex...al excitement as I felt Ron gently probe my mouth with his tongue, and even more so as he wrapped the fingers of his right hand around my penis. Our kiss continued as Ron gently stroked me, milking more of my precum out, and then he rubbed his thumb through the pool of precum on my cockhead. When our kiss ended, I opened my eyes only to. He has forced the only living priest to come with him and in a short, very curt ceremony he weds the young noblewoman. She stoic the whole time. She can do nothing about it. Even if she denied him, protested joining with him, she as a woman has no rights in these matters. She and all she has are his. She is merely the property of her husband now. He wonders if his seed has taken root within her. Likely not. This will require frequent plantings to insure she carries their heir and he must not. Eric took the key and quickly opened the door, gently pushing her inside. Eric slipped the Do not disturb sign on the door and locked it. He started stripping off his shirt as soon as he turned around. The room was pretty much just a king sized bed, a TV, and a bathroom, but it was more than enough for what they had planned. Michelle was already under the covers, her dress clearly cast aside on the floor. Eric stripped down to his boxers and climbed under the covers with her. As he lifted the. There was something about the dogs raping a woman and making her like it that bloody well set off his alarm. He leaned over a little to get a better view of the girl's stubby little clitoris. Yeah, it WAS standin' up already. Goddamn, ya had to give the dogs credit where credit was due - they could sure fuzzy up a cold cunt with those rough tongues of theirs. Mario abstractly ran his tongue flat against the roof of his mouth, trying to feel its texture. Too bad he didn't have a sandpaper tongue.