Samson cursed under his breath.By the time they reached the pavilion, Samson could obtain little more than a spare vambrace, a banner and shield whose... respective coats of arms almost matched, and a rusty lance. Worst of all, the quartermaster told him he had to supply his own armor. With not a dozen gold coins to his name, even a used set of chainmail was beyond his means. Fortunately, Amstelland possessed one of the largest marketplaces for military equipment in Europe. A freelance could. ’ She then wrapped my rock hard cock with the socks and start to stroke faster and faster, all of a sudden I prey to myself not to cum, eating a girl’s stinky feet is enough for me but now….. ‘ah…stop!... please, ah…ah…I beg you! Christine…ah…don’t! please don’t…stop…’It is already too late, I lost control of my sense long time ago, as much a man I always see myself as, for this very moment I’m simply manipulated by a 20 something girl with just one hand on me, I shot all over the socks. Jo. Put on the matching bra too. And puton those open toe ankle strap high heels too. Since you have paintednails you might as well show them off now," he said as Timmy reluctantlyclimbed into the large sleeper."Why can't we just wait?" Timmy gasped."You like dressing as a woman, well you need to get used to it. Thereshould be some perfume and lipstick and powder and stuff in there too.Go ahead and put that on too," Ned added.Soon Timmy was climbing out of the sleeper, the women's high. Her ass cheeks wobbled about as I slammed in and out of her canal. She had surprised me by taking all of my cock, with my balls slapping against her ass on the in-stroke."Fuck I love a mature pussy" I told her as I gripped her hips and pumped away at her."Oh ... ahhhh ... oh god..." she moaned into my desk.She had already cum once and I sensed that another eruption was close.I removed one hand from her hips - it was time to spank her ass to see how she reacted."Whack ... whack ... whack" rang.