There could be nodoubt about it now — she was his, and only secondsaway from complete and lascivious abandonment.“Oh god, don’t stop... Don’t stop! That’s it, harder!Harder! HARDER!! PLEASE HARDER!”Marty knew the end was close, and with every ounce ofstrength left in his body, he pounded violently intoher young, eager pussy, gritting his teeth and tightlyclenching the muscles of his buttocks in a desperateeffort to hold back the seething flood filling hisballs. ” I said.“That’s a bit serious.” Gladys said, “What with the age gap and all. You Americans, always just coming out with things. What are you going to do?”“I don’t know.” I said; “As long as I can be here and help out, it’s good enough for me.”“You say that,” Ava broke in, “But you’re a young lad and you have needs I can’t meet.”“That’s not true.” I countered.“You’re not a young lad?”“Yes, sure, but you can meet my needs just fine. If you want to.”“Suddenly I’m the odd one out.” Gladys said. "Tell your lord," I stated in a commanding voice, "that the Marshall of Oak Hall desires to parley with him under the protection of the cross and the flag of truce, and be quick about it."Well my words and probably my size and stature put wings to the feet of one man and he ran off to report our presence. Fifteen minutes later he returned with a party of horsemen trotting along behind him."I am Henri of Caen," the lead rider declared as he reined in his mount, "and it is my honour to escort you. "But you liked it, right?" Of course, but that's beside the point. You took advantage of me sexually." Oh geez," she laughed. "First... men can't be taken advantage of. They're too willing. And second... you knew you'd be dominated if you lost. You lost. You were dominated." There was a pause. "Okay... how much then? Everyone's got a price."I said, "I'm not going to sex fight in front of a crowd again. If I win, I've beaten a girl - big deal, and if I lose, I'm humiliated by a girl. I lose.