He was working hard, pleasing her and sucking her nipples while his hand made love to her pussy. She pulled his face up to her and kissed him. She lic...ed his lips and neck and bit him on the shoulder. She looked at him with his thick hard cock in her hand. “Why, Thomas. God baby, you are so thick?” she asked. She wrapped her hand around his shaft tighter and stroked it back and forth a few times. “And, so hard. Oh I think we are going to be very good friends by the morning baby. Do I still. She wore the same see-through black dress. I came up to her, said hi, she said hi back, without looking up, then i asked if i could sit down. She looked up, slightly blushing, said yes, than her eyes went back on the cocktail she was sipping. I didn't want to bother her, i drank my beer, and waited for her to start a conversation. She still didn't dare looking at me, which made me laugh. 'What's so funny?' she demanded in mock frustration, but i could see that she was getting ready to be. “Is that so, well, I have a counteroffer for you, your Highness, or Majesty. I’m sorry, I don’t quite know how to address the King of the Isle of Mann. You take your army and turn around and go back home. Get on your boat and sail home to Mann and live out your life, grow old and fat and fuck your wife until your balls fall off. Or, you can come into this valley and die. We won’t ransom your noblemen. We will kill you all, regardless of your birthrank, like the English pigs you are.”Henry Percy. “Come on, Annie, I’ve dared you! You have to!”Those are Sarah’s rules, but I wouldn’t if I didn’t want to.“Oh, heavens, Sarah, okay, I’ll do it.”It’s not as easy as it sounds, underneath my blouse. I try to unclasp the back from outside my blouse, but can’t get a grip. Sarah isn’t much help, giggling like a little kid.“Let me help, Annie,” she says, and lifts my blouse up slightly at the back, pushing her hands up inside.“Ah, careful, Sarah,” I complain, trying to hold the front of my blouse.