" Because, Fiona." He responded, more shortly than he intended. There were a few good reasons he didn't see the need to put voice to but the one that ...mattered was commitment. Explaining, he said, "Fantasy's fine and all, but I don't think Fiona's anywhere near as liberated on the idea as you or I." Well, your birthday's coming up, and I kinda wanted to do something really special and different for your present."Grinning, he leaned back and said. "You don't have to go to extremes. You know what. After the kiss, I said "Angelica, I'm really flattered by your attention. A couple of things, though: 1) you are not obligated to me - I just helped a damsel in distress, and 2) I'm almost 3X your age!" She simple said, "So what?" She then leaned forward even more, causing her tits to spill from her white, unbuttoned frock. Now, I had soft, warm lips on mine - her tongue in my mouth - and teenaged tits waving at me.Since she was a bit tipsy, I didn't want to take advantage. To delay things a. My foreskin was gently pulled back to allow my penis head to emerge from its cosy nestling place beneath. I could feel precum beginning to form as the gentle stroking of my shaft began. Softly the hand moved under my penis and cupped my balls giving them a gentle squeeze. I felt as if my penis would burst as I got the biggest erection I had ever had. Moving again I could feel my precum being spread all down the shaft as the slow stroking continued. The cum was rising inside me as the stroking. In the castello, Gudrun Isebrand gave birth to a son, named Wulf after his grandfather. For want of a reformed preacher, Thorben had the baptism performed by a rogue priest who also served as part-time mercenary. Don Ferugio, as he styled himself, conducted a decent enough ceremony in which Bjoern and Joerg stood as godfathers to their father's namesake.It was a good thing that the peace negotiations between the Emperor Charles V. and Francis of France took a lot of time. The Isebrands had no.