She was miserable because it had been six months since she had any kind of sex, unless you count her nightly encounters with a vibrator. Her husband, ...hilip, was the prototypical salesman, gone 90% of the time, who knows where. Even when he was home he paid little attention to her. God, she thought, what I’d give for a nice big cock to play with. That started her giggling as women like Cindy weren’t allowed to be bad. Just once, she thought, I’d like to be really, really bad.It was eight P.M.. My husband is abroad, ten thousand miles from here ... So goes the world, shit happens."She sneezed, turning to her side and, due to the jerky movement, a long dark-blond lock of hair dropped before her eyes. She tried to brush it away with her plastered wrist but without success – she just could not reach it."Fuck! I can't even do that!" she hissed, staring maliciously at the limply swaying lock. I reached out and carefully tucked it behind her ear. "Thank you. I didn't do my hair this. Kneeling down in front of her I pulled her knickers to one side and licked her crack, slipping a couple of fingers inside her wet cunt she was soon making orgasm noises.She grabbed my hair and ground my face into her box as I licked and finger fucked her to an explosive climax which made her juices run down her leg. As I stood up she grabbed me and kissed me full on, slipping her tongue in my mouth. Unbuttoning my jeans they fell to the floor, she grabbed my cock and started to slowly wank me.I. The king knows that you have some customs and rules there that are in opposition to ours. Our laws take precedent and they must be followed.”Marta nodded but Pedro looked troubled.“The laws in Tyrell are observed everywhere in Azkoval?” he asked.“Everywhere,” Jonathan confirmed. “The king sent soldiers home from Court with those that had flouted our new laws. He will ensure that they are followed.”“I see,” Pedro said.“I don’t,” Marta said.“In Azkoval, you would be queen right now,” Elena said..