" He jerked his head meaningfully skyward.She grinned. "Not a word, Sergeant. You don't need to ask." His color subsiding a bit (though not completely..., he nodded thankfully at her and then suddenly diverted his attention as Hill approached, somehow managing to handle not only two cups of coffee but two breakfast trays as well. The big smile, Meiersdottir recognized, was not for her.Wow, she thought, I don't remember Rory serving 'em breakfast back on the ship. She murmured a "good morning" to. “I told them how I waited impatiently for my servants to prepare my lavish meals while you and others went out in the cold, wet weather to hunt enough game for the rest of the population to survive that first winter. I explained how I felt a smug sense of satisfaction watching everyone working together to help the poor until I realized that you did it all winter. While I was inside, complaining each time someone opened a door and let in a cold draft, you were out in the cold and snow, wearing. I didn't want to getanything stained.As I stood there trying to look like I belonged here an older manapproached me. He had to have been in his fifties mid to late I guess.He still had a full head of hair but was steel grey. HE was dressedrather formally for this party. Compared to the other guest that is.He flashed me a smile."Good day do you young lady," he said being polite."Hello," I replied to him not really understanding how this was going toplay itself out."Allow me to introduce. Her breathing was getting faster and faster and finally she began to shudder whispering "Mark, Mark oh Mark" again and again! After she had finished cumming, I turned round and kissed her, and I could feel as I was lay there, that her pussy was inches from the tip of my cock. I could feel the heat from her pussy, and the wetness. I slid forwards and felt my cock slide into a warm, velvet sleeve. She was tight, but so very wet. I started to fuck her then in earnest, pistoning my cock in and out.