A few weeks later he returned with news thatOffa had left with an army of twelve hundred men just before he arrived with his wares. He had returned to...Billingsly with no trace of Offa's movements."It's a ruse," Alexis offered. "He's either fighting Argon, or he's taking the long way around hoping to choose his grounds. He's forcing us to split us. Half of us will have to stay here to prevent us being over run here which will weaken us at our battle ground." This is not good," Billingsly. " I had acknowledged my depravity, called him my son, stated I was his mother; my sex burned brighter; I gushed cunt cream. Steve glanced at me, his face glistening with my juice, ran his tongue over his lips, and resumed feasting on my cunt. I was a furnace down there, racing towards an orgasm, wanting to come on my son's perfect face.Steve attacked my clitoris, his tongue teasing, rolling, licking, lifting, battering, poking. He was indefatigable. He loved eating cunt! He fucking loved eating. ? Delilah ventured, immediately trailing off when she saw that she’d intruded on the moment. Without saying a word, the man straightened, turned to face the woman and snapped, pointing to the arm of a couch, and gesturing for her to bend over it. Eyes downcast, Delilah complied. Once she had assumed her position, the man spoke in a soft, kindly voice, ?What is your normal punishment for interrupting???F-Four strikes sir, normally with Master Christophe’s cane.?Without responding, he tugged the. Christy’s eyes were closed, her hands planted firmly on the carpeted floor and her breathing heavy and deep with anticipation. John and I both watched intently as Jennifer moved between her open thighs and began to gently stroke the hot flesh of Christy’s legs. Her hands travelled the length of her long, tapered limbs, down to her feet, massaging her toes softly and then slowly back up tracing gentle patterns with her fingernails. Further up and up Jennifer's hands travelled until they were on.