Both girls fled, avoiding the diving hands of the guardsmen, who had been wrestling with the frantic noblemen. Both peasant girls disappeared into the...night. It turned out the barman had paid them both before the evening’s session and they had hot footed their way back to Scotland by the time the noblemen were to be tried. They would be safe there and never be found by the authorities.No such luck for our four noblemen however! They were tried, found guilty and publicly named and shamed. Their. Her brown hair fell in pigtails around her slender face. She had a petite body, her t-shirt tight around her small breasts, her nipples poking hard at the fabric. It didn't look like she had on a bra.“Yeah, you were jilling your cunt hard to him fucking me,” I said and smiled. “Go on, shove that hand back in there, you dirty, little slut. Finger yourself to me getting fucked.”“Daisy!” she gasped, her shock rippling across her face.I darted down and pinched her nipple through her top. “I said. Lifting her up and against him all at once…as her body presses to his he deepens the kiss, their tongues dance and explore each others warm mouths… he feels the heat from her skin where his hand is…her heart beats with his as her breath quickens…she runs her fingers through his short light brown hair as she feels his hand run down from the small of her back to cup her ass as he tightens his grip in her hair…ending the kiss he pulls her head back as she looks up into his eyes…seeing the fire. The image popped into my head and I laughed."We're funny?" Tami asked."No, not us. Our relationship," I said, still laughing."Our relationship? Or OUR relationship? She asked, the capital letters in her second sentence obvious."I let go of her hand and slid my arm around her, my hand sliding into the far back pocket of her jeans. "Both," I said, as I got my breath back and stopped laughing.Tami glared at me out of the corner of her eye. Not in anger, but in the frustration of not understanding..