Both Ann and I decided not to shower before leaving our hotel. Just smelling the swinging couple’s sweat and juices on our skin made us so horny. When we reached Athens that night, Ann could still sense her pussy giving her waves of pleasure and I admit my hole felt wet and excited. We had a wild fuck that lasted more than an hour and then out we went to enjoy a peaceful stroll below the Acropolis. Flynn walked along the cobbled road, swiping the dirty blonde hair from his eyes as he managed to barely keep up with the knight, Sir Egan, as the armored man hurried forward. Sir Egan had said something about a planned bandit attack in the next village when he had roused Flynn from his sleep, and since then, the two had been hurrying along the road for hours. “My water, boy.” Sir Egan said, his voice raspy. Moving forward, Flynn dutifully took the bottle out of his bag and handed it to the knight. Yes, Flynn was Sir Egan’s squire, having started earlier than most boys did. Many had chastised Sir Egan’s choice in picking Flynn, with most saying the boy was still too small to be able to serve him in his knightly duties effectively. It was true, with his small frame, Flynn was smaller than most boys his age, though he never did get picked on back home. His hands were still smooth and skin pale as his parents never had him do any manual Julia labor, and many said that he would not be fit for the life of a squire. Flynn, however, had enjoyed his first few days as a squire. “We have to hurry.” Sir Egan said as he handed the water back to Flynn. “We should arrive at the next village shortly. We don’t want to be too late.” Bandit attacks had been becoming more common lately. This came in the immediate aftermath of the King declaring that taxes would be raised threefold to compensate for the losses the Kingdom took during the last war. The common people did not take too well to this news and began protesting, but the King sent his knights across japanese the realm to put down these uprisings. Ever since then, it’s been a war between bandits and the King’s knights. The boy could not say he did not sympathize with the bandits, however. Because Flynn was also a commoner, he understood their struggles, and he had been one of the lucky few common boys to be promised a better life by being taken as a squire by a noble knight. Of course, there was some resentment amongst the people of his village when the news came that he would be taken as a squire. The villagers felt that he would be betraying them, the people of the realm, by becoming a squire and essentially siding with the knights and the King. Even his own parents had begged him not to go, and tried to offer him every incentive they could to stay. The promise of castles and adventures was too tempting however, and Flynn had readily left his village to serve as Sir Egan’s squire. Wiping the sweat from his pale forehead, the boy continued to try to keep up with Sir Egan. The trees along the road had grown thicker by now, and Hardcore the sun was high, shining in his eyes. Unable to see properly, Flynn squinted at the trees as he thought he saw movement in the trees, before arrows suddenly started whizzing through the air. “Get down!” Flynn froze as half a dozen arrows came hurtling through the air, but Sir Egan had reacted quickly, throwing the boy to the floor. Flynn has narrowly avoided being killed by the hail of arrows, but Sir Egan was struck by the rest of them, four arrows now sticking out of his breastplate. Grunting, Sir Egan struggled to remain on his feet as the bandits showed themselves, appearing from the trees. It had been a trap, they had allowed false news of a planned attack to reach Sir Egan’s ears, and big then planned an ambush on the road. Still frozen with fear, Flynn remained on the ground, eyes wide as he watched the six bandits circle Sir Egan. Sir Egan moved first, unsheathing his sword, and a bandit responded by firing another arrow into his chest. Sir Egan managed to avoid the next arrow fired by the next bandit, and with sword in hand, cut down two of the bandits that moved to engage him. The bandits that were armed with bows continued to pepper Sir Egan with arrows, however, and even his thick armor could not withstand that many arrows at such a close range. Sir Egan collapsed to his knees as he drove his sword in a third bandit, unable to continue fighting anymore. The remaining bandits did not take any chances, though, and Flynn was forced to watch as the bandits remained in their circular formation around Sir Egan’s kneeling figure, shooting arrows into his limp body. Eventually, Sir Egan’s body was riddled with arrows, at least three dozen of them sticking out of his armor, and the proud knight slumped asian heavily forward, unmoving. “How come?” she asks. “What is the truth?” my twin sister asked as she ground her pregnant pussy on my mother's mouth. After the interview there is no respite. In front of him stood a girl about his age, with medium length brown hair that dropped down to her waist and a set of stunning blue eyes. Tegan found her hands roaming aimlessly up and down Bethany’s back, unsure of where to put them, what to do. Jana slammed her head backwards and screamed while her girlfriend yelled: ‘top this, please, let her go and take me!’. I found her nipples. She felt him press the head of his cock against Julia her asshole. Does it also have a parking garage or are there ones nearby? A smile lit up Keith's face when he saw her in the white bikini. “Did she say anything about me?” I asked. Granted she had her fingers and a very nice dildo she had purchased online, she missed the comfort of having a partner., and if she was honest a real-life cock in her. I slid my hand down to her delicious pussy and began my assault on her clit. It was crazy hot outside that day and I had to remove my sweat soaked shirt. Spiritual as well moral It was with shame. Her body was diminutive, petite, her black hair spread out on the pillow, her breasts small, nipples upswept. After a little hesitation she accepted for that. Kyle saw the huge metal pipe being raised, before coming asian down crashing into the top japanese of his helmet. He stood shakily. I'll have to take my time with you the next chance I get and fuck your throat raw.” She applied a little pressure to my shoulders and Hardcore began massaging my neck and upper back. The boss, Ron, had a finely tuned sneaky side. I tied the horses up to a tree by the creek bed so they could get a drink of water. His testicles, swollen from three days with no release, slapped against the gurgling captive’s chin and neck with each thrust, and his cock felt like it was in a vacuum. girl barely could speak big a word. � "What do we know?" The way the lips rolled over his phallus made him coo to himself in pleasure. It dawned on me what was really going on. Be honest.”