“See,” I teased him. “I finally get to put my hands on your sword!” I was taken aback by how heavy they truly are.The revelry was exactly how ...Tim had described it. It was what made life worth living. I confess that I imbibed with gusto. The king’s “special” candies also aided. My mood was light, euphoric, and wanton.Night had fallen and several of us were lounging around the bonfire. I was seated on the ground, between my lover’s legs, with my hands behind me. I was alternating between. Hauling the boat trailer, which was chained to a tree in the yard, could eat up the gas. There was also a horse trailer, of all things, in the yard. I would be willing to bet that it too would eat into the gas mileage. It was nowhere near aerodynamic.I drove off Saturday morning with none of those thoughts. I just knew the gas tank was full and I was glad. I was considering what to buy as I drove toward New Hope. I had no idea what choices I would be presented. A convertible or dune buggy. Can you come check it out for me?’ I laughed, pretended to peer over into his lap. ‘I see the problem, big guy,’ I said thoughtfully. ‘You’re missing something. Do you know who has, or where you last left, your cock and balls?’ I asked sweetly. The whole table erupted into laughter, even Ben, although he had blushed charmingly. ‘Do you want to help me find them?’ he asked slyly. ‘Such a charmer, you are,’ I laughed. The whole table grinned knowingly at me. ‘What?’ I asked, exasperated. Travis. Mmm. 'Babe what brings you in here, you know we ain't notin but bad negro boys?, he joked. 'You should be home with your honky boy, hahaha', he said.Sue blushed and explained before she was a wife she wanted to find satisfaction in her life. He looked again at her and got it clear. With that he got his big arms about her and squeezed her so tight she thought she would faint! He took her small pale hand and placed on his pants! Her eyes widened and throat dried as she felt that package! He then.