"I knew that man, the one who came to the table, the one who, well, who almost." She sniffed and looked away. "He knew my husband too, the bastard, th... fool. Loyal militia; that's what he was."I nodded, and she touched her lips with her tiny handkerchief."He would surely have killed me, killed us both." I think so," I said."So I thank you," she said, putting her small hand atop my big mitt. Rings glittered on two slender fingers."You were very brave, put up a good fight," I said, smiling at. I stood for several moments soaking up the atmosphere, taking in every detail of the room and my reception. Remembering how I had stood on this spot just a few hours ago trying to imagine this very moment.In the middle of the room lay the duvet I had prepared earlier and asked to have spread out across the floor while I was away. I crossed to the middle of the room, gratefully accepting the glass of wine Jonathon offered me on the way. The room hushed and I felt myself redden under their gaze.. "Upstairs in the bedroom Ma stroked the murmuring Michelle. The girl was a perfect specimen. Now completely naked Ma admired her coffee sun tanned skin. She traced a hand over her curvaceous hips around her peach firm ass down toned athletic legs.Michelle beautiful pouting lips pursed as she gave a drugged sigh her long lashed eyes closed in forced slumber. Ma felt along her side cupping a firm tit pinching the dark erect nipple. She'd been playing gently with each and now they stood up and. Her dick twitched, rising an inch from her belly before slapping down. I shuddered, shivered.Came.“Xera!” I moaned. “Cernere's nimble fingers, yes! Oh, you know what I love! You know how to make me cum! Love you! Love you! Love you!”Those words came so easily as I buzzed from cumming and the damiana. My nipples tingled as I pulled on hers, my pussy spasming about her probing tongue. It was so long, swirling through my flesh, making me quiver and groan.My back arched as the pleasure rolled over.