"Sure go ahead..." I sighed and took another sniff. I couldn't resist putting my hand between my thighs, cupping my pussy in my fingers through my now...wet pink knickers."Thanks." She replied, pulling out a packet of cigarettes from her coat pocket, taking out a single fag, putting it between her cherry-red slightly plump lips and lighting it up."Does it smell good?" She turned her head round to ask, blowing out some smoke as she spoke."Smells so good...!" I groaned in pleasure, fully enjoying. When all of them removed their topsand training bras there was barely any difference between them as onlyWanda had mounds on her chest while the rest had puffy nipples ornothing at all.Devon blushed as she had nothing on her chest but was happy to know thatshe wasn't alone- she wasn't on hormones so there wouldn't be any growthanyway. Patty felt bad at her lack of development, but it was just thefourth day of hormones for her. Wanda hugged her to calm her, kissingher cheek and not realizing. ” Her words cause my throat to constrict as I grip the sheets between my fists. Her tongue slips into me and I buckle at the feeling of being penetrated by something so warm. She places a hand on my back and pushes me to down into an arch as my chest lays flat on the bed with my ass in the air. Her tongue does not stop as it continues to slide into me. “Urgh.”How long of a tongue does she have? It seems to continue to slide deep inside me. I cannot help but moan as the feeling of that hot. “Welcome, ladies, to Castle Front-du-lac. I am your host, Guy de Montmartre, Baron Front-du-lac.”Both women gasped. Baron Front-du-lac was Baron Chelmsford’s sworn enemy, and that they were here at his castle meant Front-du-lac had captured them and was holding them prisoner. Front-du-lac was rumored to possess a vile temper and enjoyed tormenting and torturing prisoners, and the ransom would be high. He was reputed to be the cruelest lord in the land!Front-du-lac turned to his soldiers..