I watch her in appreciation as she passes over the threshold to my boudoir, she has never looked so beautiful. I enter following her and close the doo...r. There it's a dim light from the lamp on my night stand.She turns and places her hands around my face and draws me near. Our lips touch, and my knees begin to buckle. Taking my hand, she sits me down on my bed, reaching up to the buttons on my shirt. I look her in the eye. She looks down at her hands where she almost has my shirt open. Last. ” With that, she parted her legs, offering herself to me. Stepping forward, I slid the head of my prick between her slickened lips, feeling the moisture and heat in her. I placed just the helmet into her opening, far enough that it would remain in place as I took her cute little ass in my hands. Gripping her flesh, I slowly pushed forward into her hot, silky depths. If I was surprised by the tightness, she was equally surprised by the fullness of the penetration; gasping as I bottomed out, in. And after you you cum all over this dick, I'm going blow a load all over these titties." I giggled and gave Greg a little kiss. Reaching into his boxers, I started to stroke his thick dick. "I know how much you love my tits baby. And I want you to fuck me with this big beautiful cock but tonight..I want you to cum on my face." I whispered to Greg. His cock growing rock hard in my hard. "I want you to make my face a hot sticky mess." Greg grunted and lifted me up by the ass cheeks and carried me. It was mead, honey wine."I agree with you," he said with a smile. "It's been a long time betweendrinks, and a much longer time, since I've had anything this good." He tookanother drink. "What did you flavor it with?" Strawberries," the man said. "They grow wild all around this valley, justas they did around your own holding... Thorvald Gundarson." How did you know?" Thorvald's hand went to the hilt of his sword. Olafdid the same.The man smiled. "Stay your hand, Thorvald, Olaf. If I had wished.