She loved to be in full control and the captive head in her lap was certainly under her control; it couldn’t move and was already lapping her labia....��Easy,” she panted, “or with all this champagne, I might pee on you!”“You really want to stop me?” Sam panted.The female thighs around his neck tightened as they had done to opponents many times before. He knew that women’s hipbones were a different shape, rounder with a huge crushing force. Sam stopped, looked up and smiled.“Do you really want me. ”I had to laugh at my own stupid pun.It took a second for Darren to get it, then he broke out laughing and slapped me on the back.He just looked at me, chuckling, “No shit! You got that exactly right.”I held my arms open and we embraced in a quick bro-hug.I shot him a lopsided grin, “So, are we good now, or do I have to beat you up some more?”He nodded back toward Charlene’s and we set off at a little faster clip than we did getting out here.We could have ‘popped’ back, but I wanted to give. The last of the moving forces would be here by tomorrow night.Embalis was besieged.Truth be told she was not at all sure she could do this. Lead an army into battle and order people to their deaths. Her hands shook and her stomach turned over painfully as she clutched the railing of the catwalk. The sun was low in the sky, and still no help came. None had been promised. The Ghantian offensive was sapping all the forces that the small nation could spare and this little skirmish along their. King pulled his butt up from the couch so my wife could remove his shorts. She tried to pretend she wasn’t impressed and turned on by the size of his thick prick but her saucer sized eyes told a different story. His penis extended midway up his torso and her hand barely fit around his gigantic shaft. She took a few minutes to admire it and leisurely moved her hand up and down the length of his fat pole. "Oh yeah baby. I have dreamed of this day for years," King sighed. "Really?" My eager spouse.