I found myself getting a little tipsy as the night wore on. My boyfriend encouraged me to sit down with the guys. Have a drink, he said, play some car...ds. He told me they were great guys and had all been through a lot together. I sat down, somewhat disinterested. They changed the game into some weird drinking game. I didn't understand the rules all the way, but it was better than poker. My boyfriend joined us.Before long, my drink was gone. One of the guys got up and mixed me a new one. It was. It was all I could do to contain myself and keep from gobbling her up and drinking in all her warm nectar that I could.My hand found its way between my legs to rub my clit and finger my wet pussy. I kept my licking and very gentle sucking slow and methodical. Her hips were rocking back and forth and up and down, pressing against my mouth, my lips, and then withdrawing as she felt the electricity I know too well.In the meantime, as I knew he would do, Rod had removed his shorts, and set up. In order to gain entrance, I must find a female who would regard me with true love or I would remain Alfonse D'Paris living in AD 833 for the remainder of my Earthly days.Thus far, I had blended into the background in Medieval France, but I was headed to the seat of power in the City of Lyon to stir up some opportunities to rise above my commoner status. I tried to make my appearance as agreeable as possible and walked briskly up the unpaved street to the Castle wall.Right at the entrance to. "Please, I've never done anything like this before and I really need to feel you on me."He was being an idiot but Mallory felt he was probably safe. She did feel a pang of regret for the woman he called his wife, but the offer of so much money was more than she could refuse. With a trembling hand, she took the folded bills. "Okay, no condom. Just lay back and let me make this good for you."With her money safely tucked away and out of his reach, Mallory took his now completely deflated member in.