I couldn't see that, not this early in the morning, I left the room. We went to the guest room to watch television, I still needed to completely chang... my bedding from last night.We sat her bed for a few hours watching Netflix switching between Peaky Blinders and Troll Hunters Of Arcadia. At around 9 am she started to rub her feet against mine and peeked over at me from the corner of her eye, grinning, "Hey?" she whispered. I tried to hold back a smile shaking my head, I wanted her badly, but I. I did that the night before we left the city.”She stared at me hard for a few minutes in silence, looking for something in me before she nodded her permission for me to continue. I don’t know what, if anything she found, I still couldn’t read the politically and personally astute elder woman in the slightest. But I instinctively trusted her and any advice she gave me.“The next morning as we were met by the prince, some of his guards and the Mage Guildmaster in hiding to ambush me. His lightning. Without the overwhelming lust I felt at first, I could take it all in. I felt each muscle involved in his lifting of my body, explored his rolling biceps with my hands as they hardened and tensed, then let me go, hiding in his thin layer of padding.And then my thighs felt movement. He was standing up, lifting me higher as I hugged his neck, my legs wrapped, a heel pressed into each of his buttocks. And they were tensing too, his legs in a wide cowboy stance, each thrust timed to be when I was. I couldn't even speak. She studied me for a few seconds, but seemed more like minutes. "You're a virgin, aren't you?" she asked with utter amazement. I just made eye contact with her, but immediately looked away. I felt excited, yet embarrassed at the same time. I truly didn't know what to do next. "You are!" she exclaimed, "Holy shit!" She grabbed my limp cock and led me towards one of the benches. "That's okay. I'll take it easy on you." She said with a sinister tone. She sat down on the.