Here, in the small fenced-in circle, surrounded by a fence upon which several of the maidservants were hanging and watching, the two men were going at... each other with swords!It became obvious in a second that this was not a real duel, but a practice. Both men were stripped to the waist, even Ahkbar had removed his coat and shirt, and despite the early morning coolness, perspiration flowed freely along their manly chests. They made quite the contrast. Uncle James was slender, with wide-set. The world outside our sweet embrace slowly faded to black... After a while, I felt my cock laggardly grow bigger and bigger. She noticed too, and wrapped her legs around my waist, just like she had done on our first encounter. She sat down on my now rock solid rod, and started teasingly rock her hips back and forth in order to grind my cock deeper into her crotch. This sure felt damn good. I decided to get a bit bolder this time, and ran my hands over her back. I could hear her soft silent. My hand traveling down to my smooth mount freshly waxed yesterday and still as smooth as the day I was born. then down over my engorged lips.I felt a trickle of what I thought was sweat run down over my stretched butthole. It was not sweat but liquid anticipation From my own arousal. sliding my finger between my sex gash I traced the warm metal clip with my finger my clit fully engorged nearly poking out from between my fat lips. the touch even in the slightest sends pulsing waves of arousal. .. Are you? Answer me bitch''Yes sir''Yes sir WHAT?''Yes sir, I am a faggot slut who loves to serve real men and their cocks''Haha... That's a good boy. I think we need to change your job profile a bit. Now strip boy'I took off my shoes, shirt and pants but left my underwear on. Which was a bad mistake. He came up to me and slapped me across my face. My tiny cock was fully erect all the way up to 3 inches and there was a wet spot of precum on my underwear. 'I asked you to strip bitch. NOW'I.