She ended up in a carriage uncomfortable and bouncing on the floor, her handmaids sitting comfortably in front of her. ‘What is happening?’ and �...Where are they taking me?’ were piercing questions in her mind.The carriage stopped and Amalia found herself being carried into a different castle. She heard music and the chatter of crowds. The smell of a feast growing closer. She was plopped ungracefully onto a table, in front of a man who seemed to be sitting at the head of the table. This man had a. ”“There always is ... make it brief, factual and to the point”“Band of 200 royal soldiers heading this way sir, ETA tomorrow. Third of the merchants have scarpered [that would explain the different background noise, and the silence. Wagons leaving heavily loaded instead of arriving, and no markets open today]. Even the brothel has closed sor”“Sergeant, I perceive you are getting excited. We are here to live or die. That’s what soldiers do. Outnumbered 10 to 1? Well, could be worse” Could it?. .oh fuck!" she shouted as she suddenly came all over my cock, her body shaking and her pussy clamped around my thick cock.Slowly she slumped to the table, resting after her wild climax. But I needed to finish soon both because of the time but also because I could feel my cum rising in my balls from the sensations of her tight pussy on my engorged cock. Looking down at her I grabbed her sexy hips again, and watched my glistening cock slide in and out of her slim body while she lay slumped on the. Then a second finger and Samantha had multiple orgasms. We finally ran out of hot water and were forced to leave the shower. We dried each other and went into the kitchen where she insisted upon making breakfast.Samantha made one of the finest breakfasts I've ever had, much better than my usual brown sugar Pop Tart. Working in a restaurant, she really knew her skills at cooking. Not to mention her skills at making me cum.We finished up breakfast and talked a little longer. I finally said,.