.. he mentions he is getting close to cum... and I tell him not to stop.. he is calling me names like hoar and slut and how good my ass looks with his... dick buried deep into my ass.. I look down between my legs and my dick is running and cum is flying all around as my dick is swinging as I am getting the fucking of my life.... I feel him grab me around my waist with both arms and force his dick in as deep as he can and him grunt as I feel my ass fill and his cum leak all over us.... my dick is. I dont have time for idle chit chat, tell me what specifically you want to chat about or get lost. He started to type something and the he changed his mind. His heart felt like it was pounding out of his chest and his asshole was throbbing. Finally, he sent a one-word reply, STRAPONS.He could tell she was typing a response and he was so turned on and they hadnt really even discussed anything yet. Listen, you have exactly ten seconds to tell me SPECIFICALLY what you want to discuss or you will. Checking the position of the sun, I decided I'd be able to reach the summit before the night, and maybe even make it back to the saddle — if not, the thought of spending the night in the open, the hard rock below me, the crescent moon and the distant stars above, held no fear, as long as the weather was mild and calm.This, in fact, was how it turned out — when I had reached the northern summit and found it to be identical, in almost every respect, to its southern twin, I saw that dusk would. " Revanche quickly left to the sound of Mar and his Grandfather roaring with laughter again.Revanche lay in the grass next to Trink's small cottage by the open window, he called Trink's name several times but got no answer, he knew Trink was home though because he heard the sound of pots and pans slamming around. Rolling onto his back he picked a piece of grass play with it he started talking to Trink about learning how to fight with a sword and how hard he was finding it but he thought he was.