The first half hour was spent in the Baron wanting to know exactly where he was. I took care when I spoke to him. I didn't tell him that he was on an ...alternate Earth or that the world was called Game World. Instinctively I knew that he would never believe it and that the priest would accuse me of sorcery. I did however tell him where he was geographically. When I told him, he refused to believe it. He'd been to Byzantium before and this wasn't it. I just shrugged and told him that it was the. I went behind her and kissing that hair and massaging. She said she is feeling good and relaxing.I immediately touched her back with hard inside my towel, she didn’t say anything, I came in front of her she observed my bulge but didn’t show anything in face. I pulled all hair to the front on one side and was massaging her hair and touching her cheeks and lips. She responded well. I immediately asked her If I can kiss her with stubbling voice.She kept silent and I went near to her and planted a. “Augghhhh...!!!” Sambo grunted loudly as he sprayed a thick volley of jism down Leasa’s slender throat. She gagged and choked, then maintained her control and swallowed deeply. Immediately, another volley of thick African seed was spewing from the rotund Black’s pee slit that nuzzled up against the warm, wet, swirling tongue of Leasa Edwards. She was ready for this new load and swallowed it more easily. Then there was another and another...Leasa could feel the ex-slave holding each side of her. "Sure. No problem. I'll keep it brief." No need. We're quite interested. Should we use your study, Stan?"Bob and Stan sat on the leather couch, while Bill sat across from them in the matching leather swivel chair. "I have no idea of your investment needs or goals," said Bill. "I'll have to know particulars. Everything's confidential of course, and if you'd be more comfortable speaking one on one, we can do that." No problem there," said Stan, "Bob and I share everything with each other. Two.