. fuck! A tongue had never felt so amazing. I moaned and squirmed as I watched his friends, jerking off with anticipation of using me the way Jay did ...arlier in the day.Jordan then stood on the couch, straddling me and standing with his cock right in my face. He pushed my head against the back of the couch, held my face in place, and pumped his cock in and out of my throat.Now I was starting to get the real throat fucking experience. He held my face so securely, I couldn’t come up for air. And. The governor was no longer the stuck-up officer bastard. He had taken out his enemy in a straight and fair fight, and he had not killed the other two as accessories as he might have done. The garrison would be behind him now. “I’m afraid you need to clean the floor” he might have been talking to the servant, but it became clear he was talking to all of the women. All of the women worked to scrub the floor clean of blood before it stained the wood too much.But did you notice, boy? Even a hunk. .. seated behind that huge old oak desk was the same sister I'd always been ... Too. Nobody called me Wendy ... nobody called me Wendolyn ... the whole damn family called me Too.'Not so, Gwen.''Mother. One more word... ''Whatcha gonna do, Gwen?'I exploded out of my seat, flew across the room and slapped my mothers knuckles with an ink pen ruler. I swear my feet never touched the floor. I was seated in my chair before mom reacted. She had a shocked expression on her face as she grabbed her. Something called to me that night and I listened. I invited my fiancée out to live with me and we spent almost a week arguing back and forth until she gave my engagement ring back. And now here I am." "But, Mr. Chapman, I understand-" "I do well enough, Ms. Hathaway. I'm relearning old habits. I know my neighbors and we visit and chat. I go out into the community, to the farmer's market and I meet the town folk. They remember me from when I was a kid and they're more than happy to see me taking.