I said, “Mom, I’ll be done in less than 5 minutes.” But she was adamant that she didn't want to wait. I let out a frustrated grunt, shut the w...ter off and mumbled something to the effect of "Always gotta be your way...”.Mom spun me around and asked me what I just said. “Nothing!” I said. But she kept nagging at me, so I said, "Just one time I wish I could forget you were my mom so I could knock you out!" Wow, I thought to myself for a second. Where did that come from? I didn't mean I. My warm and drooling mouth welcomed the invading member with open doors.Once Buddy had found his mark, the mating could now begin his mind. Since my mouth gave almost zero resistance, the cock easily found its way to my throat. He started to piston in and out from my mouth with brutal speed. I tasted myself from the cock only briefly before the taste of Buddy’s precum replaced it. I was disgusted by both tastes but I simply couldn’t do anything about it. The precum kept coming and. My ass spreads wide for him, shuddering, twitching, hungry for his pallid cock.It’s perfect.So he keeps at it, Skewer. Hammering my ass over and over. I don’t think Beer Belly notices, or anyone else. Skewer has my asshole all to himself.I wish I had longer to enjoy it, but new sensations are being thrown at me. As another guy pulls out of my mouth and I gasp for breath in the brief gap before they use my face again, I feel someone sit on me. Just climbs up and sits on my rips. I glance up, and. The day after Christmas saw him almost his old self again. He spent hours with Neidhardt, learning his duties as reeve. After that, Gebhardt took him to the practice field, beyond the Southern Gate, to teach the Collier the rudiments of sword fighting. Pelle had purchased a used broadsword with handguard, an outward sign of his new position, and he wanted to learn how to wield it. Gebhardt was a good swordsman, and he enjoyed teaching his friend. It was clear that Pelle would never match a.