Henry ran into the river at the sick men across it. He looked almost as much a rogue as they: Tall, dark haired with a darker complexion. He had a han...some but rough face to match his dark and stained travel cloths, with a gotee and unshaven cheeks. The only odd this was his very short hair, it was very much not the fashion. In short, he looked downright shabby, the only nice things he had on him to mark him as any more than a common thug were the spanish rapier and matching dagger that were. " You can let her know it's a bonus if you want," he agreed. "I don't tell people before hand so they try their hardest at it. I'll see you in the new year."I walked to the door while looking at Steph. She was writing away furiously so maybe she got the last one after all. I leaned on the wall out in the hall and waited for her to finish. Almost the entire class came out at the end of the allotted time, talking about the exam. Steph came out and stopped in front of me."I hate you Michael. ..”“Far,” he supplies.“Far, can you do me a favor?” she asks.“Sure. What do you need?” He’s so comfortable and she is completely nervous.“Give me a towel out of my dad’s bathroom?” she asks.Far’s eyes narrow and drop to the middle of the door, then back. “Sure.”He turns. Suddenly, Rory remembers her dress and panties are probably still strewn across her father’s floor from yesterday. “Wait!” she cries. He looks back. “You’ll actually have to get one from the laundry room, I think.”He watches. "Oh shit," I grunted as she slid my pants down and took my manhood into her moist mouth.Becky was getting better and better at sucking cock. I swear her Mother must be rubbing off on her because my cum was ready to blow in no at all time.However, I was so engrossed, enjoying her best blowjob yet, that I never heard my Mother behind us. Instead, I just suddenly felt her soft touch on my shoulder, which of course, caused me to jump and rammed my cock even deeper into Becky's throat.Becky quickly.