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Alas, dear William finds himself - as he so oft does - in the direst of straits. Yet, I wonder - wouldst a dalliance most joyous with his beloved Michael not mend a measure of his woes? Would it not benefit him greatly, were he to eagerly partake in the act of rendering service to Sir Mike, in a manner most... intimate? Alas, even the most electrifying act of carnal congress cannot mend all troubles; yet methinks Mike's massive member buried deep might offer a surge of pleasure aplenty. Verily I say, naught can hold a flame to the fire of their noble hearts and loins alike!

By my honor I do proclaim: were William to have his desire, Michael's manhood would scarce leave his lips, save to penetrate his posterior.

None doth possess such skill in the art of fellatio as William Byers, I dare say. Even the gentle undoing of Sir Michael's breeches doth send a most glorious tremor down his spine. By the saints I do proclaim, that as Michael doth spill his abundant seed in William's maw, both behold a magical world of endless, celestial stars. It were as though a heavenly, twinkling choir sang divine praises in their nether regions. Verily, ne'er could any other wretch bring such magnificent delight as they bestow unto each other!

I am overjoyed to proclaim that Sir William doth derive enormous pleasure in the savoring of his beloved knight Michael's prodigious manhood.