The weight of a sword in his hand had now become so familiar, he almost didn’t feel it. While the intricacies of specific styles were still lost to ...him, he had relearned and remembered how to feel through a blade, how to use the weapon as an extension of himself. No motion was wasted, as his damaged body needed every available spark of strength just to function. Even with two sickles, Klein couldn’t get past Noah’s guard. His sword was hitting its marks, all his attacks aiming for body parts. George got up and collapsed on the couch. I turned over and sat on the pillow and looked at George; he said that every time he fucked his wife he cleaned her pussy or ass afterward and he wanted to do me the same way. I told him that this was the only time that I was licked clean but it felt great and that I really enjoyed it and he had my o. k. to lick my ass any time he felt like it.I asked him if he had ever been butt fucked and if so did he like it. George said that his wife had used a. But I know Blessing would. THe day seemed to last for hours. People were yapping on and on about the snow outside, but I could care less. People seemed entice by the white wonderland of snow, while I couldn't get my mind of the white wonderland of Blessing's pale boobs. FInally, the 3 o'clock bell rang and I rushed to the bus. BLessing arrived a few minutes later in a georgeous red shirt,, low cut of course. The first low-cut peek I had seen all day, my dick snapped to attention the second she. My tongue works on his shaft, as well. I try my best to circle the tip of his cock when it’s out of my throat, and I hold it against his dick to help guide him back into my throat as he thrusts forward.To be honest, there is very little I can actually do as he fucks my mouth so roughly, but I try to enhance his pleasure where I can. With my tongue or with my sucking.I can see the pleasure on his face, the type of pleasure that can so easily be misinterpreted as pain. I love the control I have.