"Prince Barth do you think one knight of yours and one of mine ride behind us. I do not anticipate any hostilities. Except for the woods the rest of t...e land is nothing but flat and has not been tilled yet." I agree, Princess. We might want to discuss some things that too many ears will here. We wouldn't want that to occur." Exactly!" she flashed her brightest heart breaking smile. "Gorman, you come with us and ride about fifty strides behind us." George, keep Sir Gorman company," Barth. I banged her little butthole while she sucked me good. Then I told her, "I want your sweet asshole." "If you're a good little whore and eat my cum." "I'll take you to a room, bend you over and kiss & lick your tart butthole." Her head popped up and she said, "You will?, Do you promise?" I told her, "I like the taste." "And I want yours, you're a perfect little whore." She got all excited as she went back to sucking me. She liked the idea of having her butthole eaten and sucked me for all she. But not for long. She slithered down his body and clamped her lips over his left nipple sucking and lashing it with her tongue. Her left hand explored his chest, tweaking and pulling on his other nipple. Then it moved north again roughly stroking his face, probing his ear and then forcing a finger between his lips and thrusting like a miniature penis."Turn over," she commanded."Can't", grunted Richard.She raised herself momentarily."Now!" she ordered.Richard rolled over and she fell on him. She carried a wicker basket, and was obviously looking for someone. I decided to gamble that she was not the ‘aggressor enemy’ of the war games. ‘Hi,’ I said. ‘Are you lost?’ ‘Hey, soldier,’ she said, staring at my bare chest as though she had never seen a shirtless man. ‘No, I ain’t lost. Figured you might be though, standin’ out here in ‘plumb nearly’ all afternoon.’ ‘Plum-what?’ I asked. You mean this place has a name?’ ‘Naw, it’s a saying we have. Plumb-nearly. Plumb out of the county and.