"I'll add the finishing touches before my guest arrives," she said,sounding reasonable even though the situation was anything but. Iacquiesced silent...ly. She led me out of the bedroom and into thekitchen. My poor testicles were crushed against each other with everystep. She opened the fridge and eyed its contents critically, checkingmy earlier purchases off verbally. "Beer. The right brand. And twosix packs should be enough for now. I assume there's more in thegarage." "Yes, love." . If I hadn't already made up my mind, then his innocent honestly would have done it for me. As it was, I knew I was making the right decision."You know," I whispered, "I really think I could be happy either way."He screwed up his little pixie nose and frowned. "What kind of answer his that?" The last one that Robert will ever give," I smiled. Leaving him to guess the rest, I held out my palm and invited his mother to rest a moment."While I might very well have been happy as a man, that would. I could feel her ass tighten around my cock as the guy below me pumped his cock in and out of her pussy. I reached up and grabbed her by the air and pushed her mouth deeper onto the cock she was sucking as I fucked her asshole slowly at first, then pounding it deep and hard. I straddled her, then leaned in and told her how hot she was and how hot it was seeing her get fucked like this. Suddenly, she was shaking and the guys went crazy. She was cumming and squirting all over my cock and the. Megan was somewhat appalled by how Hannibal's cousin Devarim handled the matter. It was an example of the world's current code of justice, swift and brutal."Well," thought Megan, "at least we'll be buying Hannibal's good today. King Ethbaal will get his tax. That should take some of the sting out of rejecting the king's own goods." Megan took one least deep breath of the clean morning air, and headed back to the bridge.At the port of Sidon... Hannibal stood by the docks, the warming sun at his.