She was married to Herbert Fortescue, the Member of Parliament for Norwich until his untimely death six months ago. I am contemplating standing for Pa...liament in the next General Election, and Martha is introducing me to the influential members of the local Whig party. I have been promised their full support as prospective candidate.”I put my hand on his shoulder. “It appears both of you are making incorrect assumptions. Matilde thinks you have a lover, and you think Matilde blames you for her. We will be commandeering your ship and cargo, and strongly recommend that you do not attempt resistance.” Montague said firmly. Cait suspected this was not the first time he had delivered this speech.“Can I make an alternate suggestion, Montague?” Rhys suggested.“No.” Montague answered bluntly. “You are not in a position to bargain.”“I’m not sure what’s in this arrangement for me.”“If you cooperate you will live, and your crew may one day see their families again.”“It’s just me here, Montague.”. ‘I don’t think I have the strength to…’ He began but stopped mid sentence as he watched her hook her thumbs on her panties and swiftly push them past her hips and thighs and step out of them, one delicate heel at a time. ‘Maybe you could hold this for me?’ She asked, the now moist fabric hanging casually from her index finger. ‘I don’t think I’ll be needing them today.’ All Stephen could do was smile and stare as he reached for them. Once the transfer was complete she walked back to the. I glanced down at the progress bar on the video and held back, seeing there was still quite a bit of time left. The sight of her had me already wanting to blow my load.Her head lolled back and her fingers faltered for a fraction of a second. I could see a trail from a drop of wetness trickling from her pussy down toward the bed. She must have been soaking wet. She cried out as she jerked her head back up, and then lifted her left leg to support it on her other hand. After a few quick.