Something hot and wet against my pudendum.The very first glimmer of light in the east was beginning to make my window panes glow with a pale grey and ... could see the shiny, red-wet spear of Napoleon's cock pushing out of the furry sheath. Napoleon tucked his rear under and the fantastic-looking organ slid over my pubic curls and brushed my tummy, leaving a glistening spot of slickness next to my navel. I'd gotten poor Napoleon hot now and he was expecting more than I was sure I wanted to give. . Oh, God!"I was nibbling and licking around the edges of her warm, moist pussy and my cousin started to grind against my mouth. I slid my hands under her firm ass cheeks and lifted her up to my probing tongue. Her gasps got quicker as I sucked on her clit and my tongue dove deep insider her. As she got louder, I felt her hands wrap around the back of my head, crushing my face into her slick lips. She started to thrust against my mouth and her moans and jerky movements turned into a loud cry as. It had all of the markings of nobility.I could read the books, though they were not in English. I now realized that I could speak and understand another language, even if it bore some parallels to my native tongue. I had wondered why these people spoke English; now I knew that they didn't and I was very much a stranger in a foreign land. No wonder that they assumed that I was from this world, though they probably regarded my accent as alien and exotic, just as they seemed to have accents to. "Jim, we have to talk or something. We have to get over this." Elise's soft voice came through her brother’s door, he tried to ignore it. "Jim you know I'm not going away. Just open the door please and we'll sort this all out." Jim hesitantly unlocked the door to his room and opened it slightly, just enough to peak out. Elise stood facing the door with her hands on her hips. She was wearing a thin, white, cotton T-shirt covering her perfect body and a pair of stone-washed jeans wrapped around.