“What is the name, sir knight?” Penelope asks.“Thyme,” he answers. Then without another word, the knight turns and begins to walk away.“That...��s it? How will I know when to say it?” the witch asks, but Remfrey doesn’t answer. He doesn’t stop. He doesn’t even look back. “Well, you’d think after blowing him, he’d be more helpful.”You say that as if it wasn’t fun.“Oh, it was fun,” the witch agrees.No, it was disgusting.“That’s your opinion,” she counters smartly.Mine and probably the majority of the. “Oh no! The big, strong man has me! How will I ever free myself?” “Oh little lady. I don’t think that’s going to happen. You’re trapped in my clutches, you’re never getting free.” As I hold her from behind, my naked cock pressed into her panty-covered ass. I planted kisses along her neck, my hands tickling her stomach as I do, slowly rising up to cup her firm breasts. She leaned her head back over my shoulder and kissed me softly. “Well, maybe I don’t want to get free, maybe I want to just be. I tasted her lipstick then and pulled out her upper lip with my lips. I inserted my hands from the front side of her saree and she spread her legs until I realised she was cumming inside her pussy. She put hand inside my joggers while kissing and took my 6 ‘ thick cock out of my pants. She bent and rubbed it with her saliva by spitting on my dick. I suggested her to take it in her mouth . She tried sucking my cock for few minutes. I was almost in heaven and sat still as she sucked my cock.Few. We'll look sogood together." She took my face between her hands. "I'm sure going toowe you something special after this, lover."How could I disappoint her? And collecting whatever this brief detourfrom the path of normalcy earned me, would be well worth it. Besides,she had called me 'lover'. The implications of that word made my heartsoar and my caution dissolve. I would let her see me in the nighty,shameful though that would be, and then we could move on to what I hadbeen hoping for.