Balfor had nodded in agreement with Lon's suggestion, as much as parts of him wanted to stay where they were pressed up against Laurin's fleshy backside, but then Joli had had other plans and he found himself looking over Lauren's shoulders at the smaller woman while his fingers continued to undo the lashings of the bustier.<br/><br/>When it dropped to the floor, he found himself running his tongue over his lips and flexing his palms with the need to touch the newly exposed breasts, but  instead stood and slowly rotated his hips at the way Laurin's deft fingers were manipulating him. He sighed as she dropped and stripped him of his last covering, then moaned at the sudden onslaught of textures around his shaft and its head.<br/><br/>"Christen, eh?" Balfor commented as he finally found his breath and words. He placed his hands on Laurin's hair and slowly pressed downwards as his hips sought to slide further between her globes and past those enticing lips. "It would seem you have begun sailing already. Or did you have somewhere special you'd like christened?"<br/><br/><em>Mmm...this is much more than I might have hoped for back in the village. I was so right to go a-wandering.</em><br/>-----<br/>8-)