I left a trail of gore in the hallway. There were even a few spots of blood on the woman's white shift as she sat frozen in place, her hand to her mou...h, horrified. The fight had lasted perhaps half a minute, but I felt drained and sexually stimulated, an odd combination."Is he dead?" she asked softly.I nodded and dumped her husband's body into the room, relieved the man with the sword through him of his heavy purse, took some of the coins, dumped the rest on the floor and the threw the purse. Maeve just looked up at me and grinned as my excess sperm dripped down the corner of her mouth. She then scooped the cum off of her face and licked it off with her fingers. Then she laughed and said “men have said I am the best cocksucker on the earth and heavens”. We both laughed when Maeve said “give me some Mead I need it to wash down all that cum in my mouth.” Needless to say I was exhausted. Maeve looked at me and said “go get Domarr, I need another man tonight”.I went to the Mead house. Mmm he was hot. She was getting turned on just looking at him. ‘My god, what is wrong with me today? First checking out a man almost young enough to be my son and then his father?’ She just hoped George would not be angry with her for inviting them over, especially when she had admitted to him she had the hots for all of them. She almost wished she had never told George that, it was a bit embarrassing. Well it was a bit late now wasn’t it? She was going to have to live with it. When she told. The sound of the engine lulled her to sleep, and she slumped against him. Her hand lost it's grip on his, and lolled in his lap. He put both hands on the wheel, and tried to concentrate on the road, but his prick kept drawing his attention, as it tried to rise under her hand. After an hour or so, he could take it no longer, and shifted her hand and body over, against the passenger door. She continued to sleep peace-fully, with her mouth slightly open, and her hair fallen in her face. With her.