While the potatoes were cooking, Jasmine made a sling for her husband’s arm. “Are you sure you don’t want me to put a note on our board outside ...o we can get a doctor to look at that shoulder?”“Jas, Baby. Think about what you just said. No matter how nice the Matthews, and yes, even the General, have been, I’m still a prisoner. He doesn’t provide medical aid for his prisoners. If you die, then you just die. I, like the others here, have a life sentence. Our marriage hasn’t changed. I watched the sway of her arse as she walked up to the front door of the flats. She'd be all hot and sweaty and smelling of woman and she'd taste nice. I'd find out tomorrow. I'd lick her arse.Next day I was as calm as anything. I went in on the train, stiff as a ramrod all the way. I got to the flats at quarter to six and waited on the staircase between the third and fourth floors, looking out over the approach. If anyone came up or down the stairs I'd do a circuit via the lift back to my. Her eyes went wide as I pulled my shorts off to reveal my manhood to her.I went in and embraced her from her back, rubbing my growing dick against her soft, but firm ass. Holding her breasts in my hands, I began to leave a trail of kisses, beginning from her ear lobe down the neck to her shoulder. I felt her shudder and push herself back against my hard dick.She offered me her mouth. I planted a kiss while kneading her breasts and rubbing my dick against her back. She began to moan and whimper.. It's like that witches concoction for the shield dust. I don't think you realize it, but that advantage saved us a lot of grief. We would have won, there isn't much doubt about that. The help you brought with you is almost as effective as it is pretty. Still, more damage could've been done by that attempted invasion. We've stopped several attempts on the port, but this is the first one in which we suffered neither damage, nor casualties. Not only defeating their wizards soundly, but destroying.