No one liked to see a grown man cry, and the mood was somber. As Peter tried to report the facts to Wolfgang he kept going back to the conversation in...his mind that led to all of this."No Peter it is not. You didn't cause this to happen, or certainly mean for it too. What happened falls squarely on the King's head. His greed and lust for what was not his is what caused her death. Normally I try to avoid involvements in other nations if I can, but I can see that it is well past time they do. She would rather meet this Prince than fight him. Maybe there was something there she missed when she was in that tournament years before. She was only a girl of fifteen when she saw him. He was supposed to older than she but looked so much younger. His small stature might have had something to do with it. She was taller than most men except for Mark and Billingsly. The only one that came close to matching her height was one of her generals, Thomas. And she was half a head taller than him.Not. He ran his finger up and down and said you’re already wet. Then he inserted his finger inside her, finger fucking her. When Mr. D. looked over at me I was so excited watching, that I began to squeeze my own breasts over my bra. Mr. D. took his finger out of her and grabbed his big cock. He looked at me stroking his cock and said, “take off your bra, Kat”. I was submissive and with Mr. D. being older and my big boss at work….well, I did as told. Mr. D. – Spoken as he was rubbing his big, fat. 00” “It started at 2:30? That’s when I thought it ended. I’m sorry for telling you wrong, Matt.” Janie said. “It’s okay, Janie … I mean, Mrs. B,” a blushing Matt said. There was a moment or two of awkward silence before Janie asked how the soccer game went. Matt said Alex’s team won and he played well. Matt followed with an inquiry about the speech contest. “We won,” Janie said excitedly. “That’s awesome!” replied Matt, who then boldly made his move. He walked towards Janie, leaned in, wrapped.