“Yeah, you probably should,” Voss allowed, “Here, we’ll walk you back to make sure there’s no trouble, before we head out again.”Better sa...e than sorry, I suppose. What I was mildly surprised at was Bekker greeting us at the palace gates upon my return.“Everything is prepared, Sir and Lady,” Bekker said with a bit of a bow when we approached, “My Prince, forgive my deception.”“Deception... ?” I replied with a bit of surprise, only to have Enna nudge me in the back towards the gates.“We’ll be. "Destand looked over at Ben Stakewell and told him to take a pistol from the waistband of one of the armed crew members. Ben walked over, pulled it from the man's waist, and looked at Destand. "Mr. Stakewell, go and point the pistol at Mr. Merick's head." He told Ben.Ben walked over to the disgraced officer, cocked the pistol, and placed it against his forehead. Destand's words were cold and tinged with anger and disgust. "Mr. Merick, either tell them to surrender or I will have Mr. Stakewell. Then he saw himself leaning against the desk, his black skin shinning through his bald spot like a little beacon, his pate of short grey fuzz setting it off nicely. Then she did it. He grabbed the bottle and started pouring another as Jenny Gee’s hands came undone and reached behind her back. He chugged another half cup of Jack as she leaned forward, actually placing one open palm on his chest so she wouldn’t fall, letting the front of the dress slide down her arms. Straightening up, her arms. I felt the warm wetness that was building inside her as it seeped out, dampening my palm and thumb as I spread the soft pubic hair away from her opening.Loud sighs of pleasure escaped from her throat when my thumb touched the erect knob of her clitoris. I let it linger there until she squirmed uncontrollably with a passion that she had never felt before, and then her hips started twisting back and forth, seemingly involuntarily, as I stroked the slit between her legs.I helped her remove her.