I realized that Brad must have somehow escaped society’s rigidity that I’d adhered to in my own upbringing. If he started swinging a couple of yea...s before he got married, or even earlier, he was apparently untouched by the same strictures I found. Brad was more of a free spirit growing up, and mom and dad seemed to let us each seek our own North Star, especially in regard to girls and dating.After the five of us had rinsed off the abundance of sex juices by a further dip in the pool, I did. He took two handfuls of her ass and hoisted her, and god if that was as good as a little groping felt she wanted a thorough manhandling, maybe even outright abuse. He poised her on the edge of the desk. She was playful; her tongue darted around his, and his wrestled hers back.It was too fast. She wanted to show him every part of her. But slow. He’d come back; he’d earned everything; the contract was fulfilled. And she had so much to show. But it was happening so fast, spiraling.While their. She looks as me through half closed eyes and tells me, "I have never seen a more gorgeous body on any man, he is a god and I will do anything he wants!" This statement was for my benefit, even though I'm not in bad shape I do have somewhat of a beer belly and I'll tell you I vowed to myself to start working out more to get rid of my gut!She then engulfed the head of his big black cock in her mouth. She pulls away for a few seconds and exclaims "I love the contrast between the black shaft and. Everything I say and do has to be all perfect and godlike and set an example. I can’t even curse or stutter, by Amun! I may have blood from the gods, but my body and mind are only human!” Hatshepsut rubbed her forehead again. “Sounds like you have a lot pent up inside of you, Your Majesty.” Mikha’El rested an arm over her shoulder. “That isn’t healthy, you know. You need to release all that tension and relax.” “Maybe a massage would work. You wouldn’t mind touching my back, would you,.