"You just keep your eyes forward baby and try to enjoy this as much as i am going to." I feel him reaching around undoing my jeans and his hot breath ...on my neck. Trembling as i keep my eyes locked on my boyfriend as instructed. Feeling my jeans with my panties roughly pushed down to my knees feeling the cold night air over my now exposed ass and sex. His rough hand running over my cheeks cupping my ass feeling m*****ing it. I try to remain calm and relaxed. His voice again breaks the night air. Why don't chya let me do that for ya Mia? We can, ya know, try and work somethin' out?” I put my hand on his and let him down as gently as I could trying to protect the mans heart. “ Peter, I'm sorry but, I'm not over Mark, and maybe never will be, and now that Papa is gone I have no one too stay here for and I plan to move down to Florida, closer to my brothers.” His eyes were glued to my tits which were not staying in that bra. I wished I could click my heals together three times and be on. Who put this upon you — such as this requires to be enacted?’ ‘They said something about a Tribunal.’ ‘They?’ ‘Yeah. Two men and a woman in white robes. They said something about a Law.’ ‘So,’ she hissed, ‘you’re a political.’ There was a moment of silence before the murky figure snorted in derision. ‘You must not be a very good sorcerer. If you were, you probably would have brought down a permanent damnation upon yourself as an example.’ ‘Please, you’ve got to help me. What can I do?’. "My! That was a BIG load! Thank you. I very much appreciate that," he said, with a faint, slightly smirking smile on his face. "I simply LOVE cum." That seemed rather obvious!He leaned forwards and kissed my saliva-covered cock head, appreciatively; and I liked that about this older man."You have a lovely cock," he said, looking at my sagging cock, and then on up to me my face."Thanks!" I said. I didn't know what else to say. Saying 'thanks' seemed trite, and less than adequate, but I could.