He was ready, he'd been hard since we were in the car, contemplating the possibilities. He entered slowly and carefully with the biggest cock I'd ever...seen in person, and he moved carefully, watching my face, my reactions, gauging my moans like a mind reader, knowing exactly what to do in response, wanting to pleasure me. He filled me up, drove me mad, losing myself in the ecstasy, letting him work his magic, feeling beautiful and sexy, losing control in the waves of pleasure, moving in. ”He looked around, “The clan is your home.”I looked into his eyes, “You are assassins that take money to kill. You sell your honor and thought to use me to make more.”He shrugged, “True but you owed us...”I stood, “I owed the clan for what was given and left instead of killing all for the lies and treachery that was done. You refused to acknowledge me a full master when you knew there was no other but you that could face me.”He stood, “And that is why I have followed, to judge and sentence you. " Andrea visibly changed countenance. "I would offer myself as your surety and friendly adviser," said Monte Cristo, "did I not possess a moral distrust of my best friends, and a sort of inclination to lead others to doubt them too; therefore, in departing from this rule, I should (as the actors say) be playing a part quite out of my line, and should, therefore, run the risk of being hissed, which would be an act of folly." However, your excellency," said Andrea, "in consideration of Lord. I don’t know if it was because I was 2 years older than him or if he just trusted me in everything we did. But he always followed along with me in everything. Now, he’s the one that seems to be taking control. I don’t know if he’s just confident in what he wants or just not realizing what he’s doing. If that’s what is turning him on, I’m happy to play the submissive role in this sexual trip we are taking. I know how far I’m willing to go, but I’m not sure how far he’s willing to go. So, I.