.. I don't know. I just want to take off that powder blue sweater and touch the breasts I know are bare underneath. And kiss her neck, smell her hair....I look up and see the artist watching me. I can feel her pencil on the back of my neck as she draws. Is she drawing me? The woman on the lawn? She stares at me looking at her for a few seconds, appraising me, then goes back to drawing, looking at the strawberry blonde. I start to breathe again, feeling her drawing on my neck. My neck is how my. .. Your Grace."Shanna hated feeling useless.All was abuzz around her, packing, panicking. She had no job, with regard to the wagon. She had offered to watch the babe, now apparently named Marik, but Ewa had shook her head, not wanting to risk even that separation from the child. Piotr and the other Hussar escorts were nowhere to be seen, off with James she assumed. Should she follow? And then what? She was no warrior. They fought with lances while on horseback, training she was not even close. Once immersed, there wasn't much to see in the frothing water, although both Kevin and Jason managed a somewhat longer glance at Sonja and independently agreed without saying anything to each other that she had one hell of a body and that Scott was a lucky man indeed.The hot tub was just big enough to be comfortable for eight, but cozy enough that there was some bare-skin-to-bare-skin contact. Jason wound up with Vicky on one side and Sonja on the other, and thought that while it was nice to be. I suddenly couldn't hold back and screamed, "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! You fucking bastards."My whole body shook as my vagina tightened, compressed and then opened as my juices were released and flooded my passage. I orgasmed so forcibly that my cunt seemed out of control and then I came again and again. My head was swaying from side to side, my tits were swinging as the accountant continued to thrust in and out.Then he too, couldn't hold back. His cock was pulled roughly out of me and he sprayed his.