Mid back nothing more nothing less, and no I didn’t perm it. It would look like a poodles ass was sitting on my head if I did.’ The laughter that... surrounded our little circle put a smile on my face. At least I could still make people laugh. Lord knows laughter was scarce in my childhood. The silence that surrounded our table while we ate was comforting. Its always nice to enjoy good company without actually having to talk. Then I heard him. ‘Yes I’d like a number 4 with swiss cheese and a. He used some of my cum from his face and mouth to lube my hole and slowly pushed is cock inside. He had about 10 inches of delicious cock and was slowly giving me the whole thing. It felt tight at first, but he took his time and it started to feel good. After he got it all the way in he just held it there for a moment so I could get used to it. It felt so fucking good, and all I knew was that I wanted to feel his cock fucking me so I started moving my hips and he responded by giving me what I. You were proud of your body, but your armour made it so few would ever get to see it.Despite everything, however, there was a dark truth that you kept hidden from anyone. Your status and oaths would never allow you to admit it to yourself, but it was a truth as undeniable as the sky being blue. You had fantasies of a different life for yourself. A life that didn't revolve around knighthood, but the complete opposite. Many times, before you had dreamt of being swept away by a man and taken in a. Emma paused, regarding his bare legs and his black briefs, then replied, “You’re not wearing any. I approve.”“Do I have any ironed slacks?” he asked, pressing forward.“Umm… did you check the closet?” she said, yawning.“Yes.”“How about in your drawers?”“Yeah.”Her translucent eyes shifted left and she bobbed her rust-red brows. “How about the chair?”“The cha…?” Kellen turned and spotted a pair of pristinely ironed grey slacks hanging off the vanity chair. It had been in plain view of Emma the.