One of the older Gnathar, Brandar Brandarsson, let out a mighty breath and sheathed his drawn sword. "Sol, son! Call out before ye be burstin in upon ...us like that! Ye coulda been killed!"Jonar had frozen in his tracks when he saw ten drawn weapons. He hung his head, continuing on to the firepit ringed in stones at the center of the clearing. "Sorry," he muttered, "not used to camping with others." He went about making a fire and got it blazing in a surprisingly short amount of time. When he. He always starts these games the same way, leaving me alone for a few minutes. I lay there tied, unable to move, unable to see what's happening. His touch comes suddenly, unexpectedly. A light soft touch running down between my big tits and down my stomach; he must be using a feather. Another touch at my feet, maybe leather this time, tracing it's way up my leg to the inside of my thigh. His tongue suddenly licks at my hard nipple and the sensation makes me gasp in surprise and pleasure.He. I opted to keep the gloves off until I took the coat off. Then I could slip the gloves on and a quick wrap of the satin ties to keep it together, at least until we get started. To say that Reef was extra horny that night would be an understatement. Usually, as stated earlier, once I first get there, and even though I am wearing sexy clothes and sexy lingerie underneath, there is a process of getting through the awkward stage. Then there is the “admire me in clothes” time and then the “Caryl. Show the boy something. You can't suck his dick all night."Wilma seemed reluctant to let go of Ken's cock. But finally she dropped his prick and stepped back to begin undressing.The blonde had huge tits, big fat jugs that hung down like two watermelons. Her nipples were enormous and painted with a dark red rouge that made them look like oversize strawberries waiting to be sucked. She stripped down to gartered black fishnet stockings and black patent leather pumps and nothing else. She had.