”“I will let you move off of me if you wish. I will not have carnal knowledge of a woman who has said, or even hinted, at ‘no’. Do you wish to... leave The Well-Spring?”She kept looking down, moving her jaw, then settled back onto my lap and my cock, clasped her hands to her chest as if she was cold, and said, very quietly, “Please let me stay.”I hugged her, hard, and started, “I’m very afraid…” and stopped.After a moment, she looked up. “You’re very afraid…?”I swallowed. “Marta, I’m very afraid. ”“I-I’m very lucky, Miss.”“So, boy, what are you?” Patrick turned his head back to him, squeezing his cheeks to push his lips out like a cartoon duck. Ben gulped and once more considered asking for it to end. Maybe Rincewind wasn’t so daft to run from adventure, he thought, returning once more to his talk with Smita barely an hour earlier. But his stirring cock made the decision for him.“I’m... I’m a cock-hungry boy-whore, Sir.”“Good. Clean my cock then, boy-whore.” The little inflection the. "But these are always so hard to adjust properly." Mmm, mmm," Anna simply replied, biting on her lower lip.He resumed his masturbation, by subterfuge, of her pussy as he kept watching for her reaction. He could already see her nipples stiffening under their small coverings, and could feel her pussy moistening against his stroking finger.Anna's breathing was getting a bit labored as she could feel her body getting more and more aroused by the 'gay assistants' manipulations. Her face was blushing. "Okay, I'll take a little hunting trip over to the other side of the island. Good luck."Grace got tears in her eyes. She touched her husband's face and said, "Thank you so much. I will make it up to you, I promise. I love you." She kissed him passionately. When his hands came up to her breasts she gently pushed him away. "That is for our son now, you can have them later," she said, with a smile on her face.Walter returned the smile and said, "I'll hold you to that." He went to pack his.