Ernest I permitted only his nightclothes, as a further demonstration of my power.“Good sirs, be apprised of my intentions toward you, this fair town..., this borough, this shire, and indeed this duchy. As the new and first Duke of Cornwall, I seek to assert the rights of this ancient land against the usurper and rebel Roger Mortimer, his lover the treacherous French Queen who turned against her own husband, and his lawless collection of followers, schemers, opportunists, mercenaries, and faithless. He didnt jab in and out anymore, instead he got a firm grip on me and slowly and forecfully plowed his way into my tight tunnel. Once my cunt expanded to accept his cock he slid in and out with ease as I was dripping wet. HHe reached around in front of me to forcefully rub my clit as he began to fuck me until he bottomed out in my pussy. Fully lodged in my slick soft folds, he slowly began a rhythmic deep fuck, still circling my clit over and over with one hand while the other was wrapped. When I left Sid's office after having been told I was finally going to go on a trip, I was as nervous as I was on my first date, I was sixteen years old at that time. That night when I got home, I told Cliff I would be leaving in the morning for four days. I could tell it made him very angry but he didn't say a word. The next morning I tried to kiss him good bye, but he turned away saying, "hope you have fun." I knew what he was referring to as fun.By nine thirty we were on our way to Chicago. The next day about 10am he called round to my flat. We went to the front and chatted over a cup of coffee as per normal when he suddenly rose to his feet and said “Well do you still want suck my cock?” He was standing quite close to me with his crotch at eye level and rubbing himself through his jeans. With slightly trembling hands, I reached out and undid his belt and pulled down his zip and let his jeans fall to the floor. I gasped in amazement, he was wearing a thong and this massive.