That seemed to calm her down and satisfy her.Still, when Katherine and Nele went to bed, Theresa was pacing the common room. Bjoern and Crescencia wer... talking quietly, and Joerg was busy honing his Saracen sword with a whetstone. Suddenly, Theresa stooped in front of him."What is it like, to kill a man?" she asked.Joerg looked up, a little startled at the question. He considered."It's always different. In battle, there isn't time to think, you just react. Afterwards, you see the dead, and. “What do I want you to say? I want to know what the fuck is going on here. I want to know what the fuck is going on here. And don’t you fucking dare lie again.” He raised a finger at me in accusation. “One more lie, and I’m going to make your waking life a living hell. Don’t doubt me, don’t test me. I want to know fucking everything.”I sighed, and eyed the floor, beginning to cry. I didn’t know how to fucking begin. My lips were numb, my heart felt like it was encased in ice and yet. Lisette was groaning as I fucked her, pushing her arse against my groin with her cheeks rippling in an erotic dance as my dick slid effortlessly in and out of her pussy. By now Julia had regained her senses as she sat on the sofa transfixed as I fucked Lisette, playing with her pussy dipping her fingers in between her lips and moving towards her swollen clitoris. Julia's eyes were full of desire, her face contorted with each of my trusts as if I was actually inside her cunt rather than. Naughty bitch Helena was amongst the girls; so I knew it could be out of hands anytime…By midnight, I heard a taxi parking at our driveway. I looked through the window and saw my sexy wife going down with a black man.A stranger one; a black guy who I had never met before. I guessed Ana had picked up him at the bar. I saw Ana bent down by the waist to pick her purse from the ground and noticed she had lost her panties…Ana stumbled inside the living room in shaking legs; I saw she had taken too.