"No, I'm not going to! Ohhh, no please!"Even as she twisted and turned her head from side to side, her actions belied her words. Her lips opened on th...ir own accord as his stiff cock approached her mouth. Still, she didn't stop twisting her head, not sure what to do. She was confused, wanting to suck cock, but not wanting to suck. Her head was grasped in a vise-grip, and she knew she had no choice.Tom's hot cockhead pressed against her parted lips. The powerful cock smell filled her nostrils. A. It's not proper! Regaining my composure, giving a respectful nod in my role as slave/servant, I formally introduce Lance to Mistress Elaine and my mother, even though they've met before, blaming it on my recent Jane Austen overdose."Wine for our guest," Elaine orders. There's never a "please" or a "thank you" during our games."Yes, Mistress." I rattle off to the kitchen for a glass and the chilled bottle. Filling Lance's glass, my shaking hands spill some. Topping up Elaine's and Mom's results. "I shook my head, "It took over a year to make the tools to make everything else. Mostly because they wore out the metal tools or broke them."He shook his head and handed the sword back, "Use a practice sword."I did and started working with another man who gave me tips and hints. I tried to use the eastern style or what I thought was the eastern style. Mostly I deflected the other sword away and used cuts and slashes. I also practiced with a new long bow which was a lot better than anything I. She was wearing baggy blue shorts, like oversize gym shorts. She's about 5'6", and she works out at a gym once or twice a week so she's got a good bod. I've always loved checking her out.As she is reaching up cutting my hair I had my arms by my side. Her legs would brush against the back of my arms occasionally. I started making sure they brushed more and more. Her legs were very smooth. I found out a long time ago (we've been friends for about 12 years) that she shaves her legs every day.I.