Why is it that you can speak our language, even though you speak the language of the old ones that she does not?" It is a long story, not everyone fro... my land speaks the same language."Even though neither of them has said anything I observed that they were looking at the way I was dressed and at my rifle."The Lord of the land is taking all able-bodied men for war (against Cornwall) on the orders from the King. If they see you they will force you into service, I am excused since I look after. . I don't remember leaving a girl'. The man continued, but, with no harshness in his deep voice. Lily peaked from behind her bag, staring up at the man.He was a tall, hulking figure. A full beard, rough hands and dark eyes. The flannel shirt he wore taught against his muscles, his boots dirty and worn. He was easily two, three times her size. His shadow seemed to tower over her small frame, curled on the ground. He was older too, 45? 50? It was hard to tell with his sun worn skin and peppered. Fingers. Another come.I like her dedication and dirty drive, demand another quickie. "Spank your ass hard. I want you to come".I like the triple tribute of lovely looking Lea cute coming for me so far, but is her butt up really for me?I invite Lea to the second stage of my sex test for a slave secreary; "On all fours at my lounge table, please".I like how fast and eagerly Lea take up the pretty proposed position. "Imagine you are tied up here by me".I line up my long rod and without any warning. We've got to get your clothes dry anyway. I'll go put them in the dryer for you."Sheri laid back down. "Okay," she said softly.Cain jumped up and began gathering Sheri's clothes. He found that since they had all fallen together in a heap, his clothes were damp as well.Still naked, he stood and explained the situation to her. Sheri turned to reply and saw Cain standing there holding her blouse and bra in one hand, his jeans in the other, and his rampant erection right in between."Whoa!" she.