I felt like someone was watching me. Chloe and Yvonne were still there on either side of me, but like me, they had watched Michael leave. Besides, my ...inks to them were wide open. If it had been either of them looking, or watching me, I would have known.I looked out and around. The trees that made a wall between the house and town were coated white with the falling snow. The field across the street was also quickly turning white. In the other direction, more trees turning white. If there was. The bastard had left them then, left to cry over a whore in the clearing of the woods, left him to bury the woman he loved, but who had hated him in return. Stephan stood once more, refusing to stay on that bed a moment longer, the memories still too fresh in his mind. Sitting by the fire, he poured a cup of wine and downed the sweet liquid, quickly refilling his cup once more. He had worked methodically after that, creating fear of strangers in the village, saying that it was the Norseman who. “Really? I think I can’t say you are a liar… You have that face of a ‘naughty girl in disguise’”“I don’t want to talk much about my private life, but you aren’t fully wrong”Sexual life was one of the subjects the two covered during their chat. They laughed and shared details about each others lives and impressions about their first day of real job at ‘The Den’. Even if they had ages and backgrounds that were so different, it was amazing how the two got it off that quickly. Well, in order to. She slowed and leaned forward kissing me. She slid off my cock. And looked at Ed. “Did that excite you?” Ed cock was rock hard and he was edging the head. “Oh yes!” he said. “You want my wet pussy?” Jess pushed him on his back, and climbed on straddling his cock, she grabbed the shaft and rubbed the head against her clit and opening cum dripping from her down his cock. “Does that feel good?” Ed had a big grin on his face. “Oh it feels so good!” he said. She said “Do you want my pussy?” “Oh.