" Well," said Mayoni with a smile, "except for the two of us, I think it is." Promise not to tell anyone?" Hey Kalea, you know me better than that." Y...u're right. * Apologies * " * Apology * accepted * " Mayoni sang back. Kalea turned her cheek for a quick kiss of forgiveness, and was startled when Mayoni grabbed her in an affectionate hug and kissed her several times. Mayoni finally released her with a smile.Kalea smiled back. "Whoa! What was that all about?" You sounded like someone who. It was mid-day when the loud voice of the fruit vendor passing the front of the house – as he did at 1200 every single day, even on Sundays – woke me. We hadn’t moved except to straighten our legs and remained curved together.Mae didn’t stir, but my cock did. However, instead of being selfish, I slipped away, showered, washed my hair and cleaned my teeth; then I opened the bedroom door quietly: Mae still asleep. So I threw on my shorts and decided to surprise her with breakfast in bed! This. Claire’s nipples stood at attention. I love pointy nipples. The morning kiss on the lips wasn’t just French friendliness, there was clearly a little more intimacy behind it. When Fabienne reached Claire’s slit, she rubbed the area around it, but from my vantage point I couldn’t see if she focused on the sweet spot. She did seem to spend a lot more time in this position than suntan lotion would warrant. Claire moaned again and bucked a little. Fabienne stopped and looked my way to see if I was. Serve your purpose and you might be able to redeem yourself and avoid my personal chamber of torture. You might even be able to save your insignificant little life you seem to value so much. I might feel less inclined to throw you to the boars, if you actually provide me with some names."The Inquisitor was a middle aged man, lean and of austere face. Normally he would have looked menacing and unyielding to a common townsfolk in his elegant robes embroidered with his sigils of office and rank;.