I found the four of them in the kitchen. After the events of the day before, I didn't expect to see such long faces. Simone was nervous, but was still...subservient to Janey. She was kneeling by her chair and would continually look up to see if there was anything she needed or wanted.Nicole was scared. Whatever it was, she was frightened. Sally was shaken as well, but had a better grip on her emotions. Janey was the only one who was calm and quiet. But something was wrong.I looked at Janey and. The leader of Steven’s little band of knights stood behind him.“Well, who is a humble merchant to rebuff such a kind invitation?” said the man at the table. He rose from his chair and brushing Steven aside reached and embraced the knight. “Welcome to Zannopolis, brother.”The other knights in the band pulled up chairs and scuffled into places at the table as the innkeeper brought ale for them. Steven immediately began directing the placement of mugs, dishes, and platters of food on the table.. She did not knew all this was fake and started to do what he was saying. She stood right in front of him and held the power box and the man started to enjoy his own work. The towel which she wore was in such a way that the man can easily see her boobs and her ass clearly. Now while fixing the wires he was touching her boobs continuously. She knew all that was happening but thought it was just a mistake. Then the man slowly started to rub his dick on her ass without opening the jip and not. Nothing is said. Just now I just groaned.I know that France is watching .. I know enough to know it by hand in her panties and she masturbates.He arches .. her thighs quiver .. he trembles on his legs .. And he shoots .. thick .. abundant .. it flows more than it squirts .. because they are my fingers that take the bulk of the sauce ..We change the role .. again .. I almost did not unstrung .. I mug and again .. f *** in th .. painful at first .. I pace back and enjoy .. I guess France nose on.