Even Great Ælfred had faults that none could overlook. Athelstan is a man without peer. His appearance and demeanour are all regal and he has the lov...e of all his people like none before him. Lest I be accused of courting favour, let it be known that I am a Briton of the West, not a Saxon. I have no great love for the people who stole our land these many years past. Nonetheless, I own Athelstan as my King. I recall the King as a boy at his grandfather’s knee. I had him in my charge for lessons.. I could cum right now, fuck yes i could. i released my dick and found another clip to watch. my cock lay on my belly, precum dripping on to my soft white and freckled stomach. i dipped my finger into my wet and then to my lips. i love rubbing it onto my lips. one of the k**s used the upstairs bathroom and left the bedroom door open. some loud pop tune blasted away. i hoped the music wouldn't wake my wife but sure as shit she was awake and stomping up the stairs. the open door was slammed. . ?” my wife asked. Again, she really did not need it, but that was the cue line.I could do as she asked. I carefully held her inner lips open with one hand and while I continued to hold his cock steady with the other. Looking into my eyes, she lowered her body. Joy she could not suppress lit her face as she again made herself one body with our friend, her former lover, taking him easily all the way in on the first stroke, thereby again making him her fucking lover - a lover who would enjoy her. I lowered myself down holding his cock in one hand with the other on on his chest to steady me. I was wet from being turned on but also from his first load which was still leaking from me. I placed his head at my entrance and we both groaned from the contact. He slipped in easier this time but I still had to use my weight to get him in. I loved this position because it allowed me to control things. Slowly he stretched me and completely filled me. I felt his big head press into my cervix with.