He had 8 inch long dick and inside me. And, I moaned loudly, “aaaaahhhhhhh”. Urvi, “now do in and out, first slowly to get your rhythm and then ...s fast as you can.” He started doing pumping in me slowly and me too moving my hips to get with his rhythm and moaning, “Yyessssssssssssss it feel’s goooooddddd.” He got his rhythm and then increased the speed. I was in no situation to meet his speed, he was too fast and hard and I was screaming like anything, “aaaaaaaaa “. Urvi, “yes, that’s the way. He insisted it be the Grand Hall, as he has played it before, and found it suitable, perhaps uniquely so, for such a debut."I was a little melodramatic perhaps, but the Maistre was perhaps used to a little of that when being pitched, so I didn't want to disappoint him."Who is this friend of yours that claims to know the Grand Hall so well?" Thistle Kerwen." I answered."Thistle Kerwen is a washed up drunk!" Maistre Benek spat automatically."No sir. He has conquered his demons, with some help,. Afterwards we would come home and things would be back to normal. She could do want she wanted to do as would I. It was just sex, nothing more and nothing less. All this talk got us horny and we rushed to bed for some loving before setting off.Ruth had arranged for us to go to Alf and Bronwyn’s house and go on to the party from there. Ruth had bought a new dress. Low cut and short. No bra and a thong and high heels. It took all my power not to suggest we stay home. I bought a pair of tight. There was a whole lot of moaning going on. I was about to blow my load, so I exclaimed, “Greta, I’m going to cum!” She simply redoubled her efforts until my cum was splashing on her tonsils and she was swallowing as fast as she could. God, she loved it. She was moaning louder than the girls who were getting eaten out. I decided then and there that if she wasn’t going to be my girlfriend, it wouldn’t be for lack of effort on my part.So, ever the gallant, I asked, “Greta, want me to do you.