The lodge was a grand house, the most impressive structure in the town, well-constructed, complete with fire pits and an internal central heating syst...m that circulated warm air under the floors and along the walls. It was the only dwelling in the village so equipped.All three of them agreed that the heating system was perhaps the one useful thing that the Romans had contributed to world culture!After minimal discussion, the Arverni chieftain had enthusiastically agreed to the terms; he hated. We didn't even bother to dry off, falling soaked on her bed. Her and her husbands bed. Marty scooted up on the king sized bed and pushed my face towards her crotch. I guess she must've liked her pussy being eaten the week before. Not to disappoint her, I buried my face deep in her cunt, stabbing my tongue deep in her hole. From the foreplay and heat in the shower, this sent Marty over the edge to her first orgasm of the day. All she could do was thrash her head back and forth, groaning and. Plenty of time to teach her the new rules of what her new life was going to be: A slut’s life. Marci got home from ‘soccer practice’ right at 7:30. She was wearing a grey shirt with red trim, adorned with a knight on it, her high school mascot, along with a pair of matching shorts. Her skin glistened slightly, as if she had been working out. She had pulled her long blonde hair into a ponytail. As she came through the door into the living room, I got a very good look at her 5’3” petite. Weak at the knees, yet strong enough to continue, held up by the platform of his upright youthful tongue. Grinding in and out in rhythm with his thrusts, pulling on his hair, drowning in her lust, she finally released him, back toward her seat, pulling up her panties from down around her feet. "You can go to sleep soon," he said as she lit her cigarette, before rearranging her attire and straightening her skirt."You can drive my darling," she responded."I'm unfortunately far too wet. Come with.