Their slaves brought the two naked women beer to drink. When they had drunk their beer they lay back and opened themselves.The Jarl fucked the honore... woman and the honored woman’s husband fucked the Jarl’s wife. As soon as this fuck was completed the women drank some more beer and were fucked by a new Rus who stepped between the women’s parted legs. This continued as each Rus stepped into position.Before my master Bard went to take his turn, Katche and I shared in preparing his member. We. La: if Mary invites you to the party say that you can’t comeMe: why would I say that LathaLa: just say it Raj, pleaseMe: you are the one who introduced Mary to me and as I already told you that I fucked her. Now why would I say no to invitationLa: because she’s is planning to involve you in a group sex and you would be treated as slave Me: wow wonderful. How many peopleLa: idiot you don’t know what they do to you there. And BTW Mary said you are fucking her regularly. Is it?Me: yeah sometimes.. She had usually worn her hair too either in a tight bun behind her head or in a no-nonsense pony tail, but never down around her neck and cheeks, where it softened her somewhat angular face and made her look like an aristocratic and elegant model. Laura was continually taking down Shontay's hair, mussing it up, or asking to do so.But here she was in the lobby, wearing a stylish peach-colored frock with a short skirt, with her lovely dark brown hair in soft billows around her head, her. .." Well, isn't that nice!" Heather shot back, feigning shock. "Are you saying that all you perverts enjoy looking up my skirt?"Jamie froze, speechless. Heather giggled at her brother's discomfort. "Oh, Jamie, I'm just k**ding you," she laughed. "I know what you mean. It's sweet of you to say I turn men on. But of course not you, silly – you're my brother!"She got up and winked at him, smoothing her skirt down. "Well, I think our dinner is ready – shall we?"She headed into the kitchen. Jamie.