Bea's moans got quicker, as she placed her hands on the side of my head,forcing my mouth deep on her cock. Bea gave a long, deep moan as herorgasm eru...ted into my mouth, her warm juices flowing down my throat. Iremoved Bea's cock from my mouth. I took Bea and moved her to Natasha'sdesk and bent her over it. I took my stiff and now wet cock from out theside of my thong, parted Bea's tight, sexy ass, and entered into her,and with a gentle rhythm stated fucking Bea. Bea's moans of. She said I did it on purpose and I said I did and apologized. But she smiled. Suddenly she pushed me against the wall, hard. She was short but aggressive, she definitely wanted to dominate me. She started ripping at my shirt and my pants. I shoved my hands down her tights, seeking her pussy. I feel her, warm and wet. My cock popped out and he nearly strangled it, stroking up and down. It was rough, but the pain made it all the more exciting. She bit my chest and my shoulders. I grabbed her ass. Maybe Nigel was right … maybe it was all a game. She didn’t know. Right now she didn’t know anything … she just knew she needed some answers. But as she continued on her way, she realized that what she really needed was a night back at her own apartment. It had been too long and instead of heading towards the library, she instead turned the opposite direction and headed towards the place that beckoned her home. Raj watched her leave. She seemed to be having a hard time digesting what he’d told. “Hey, old man! Is Thronric in there with you? How long does it take to check for some stupid rats?”All our eyes (except Calliope’s) descended on the old butler.He cleared his throat. “Some of these casks are quite heavy, sir! Young Thronric is just helping move them about so we can check for ratholes!”“Ratholes? He ought to have better things to do than-!”The door opened, revealing a greasy, twentysomething man in mail, with a broadsword strapped to his waist. I’m not sure what he was.