I went close to him. My nose was only an inch or two close to his mouth. I came closer and told him in a very low tone, “The smell is gone I think.�...�He replied “Great I can go home without tension,” and started moving his face very close to me. He said, “I think I should check if you are smelling.” He came closer holding my shoulder and started smelling my face. I had no problem with the smell. But still, I didn’t tell him anything.I was thinking whether to tell him or not he started moving his. He intended to knock Rol down, and use himself as a shield. He had barely executed it when something made a quavering sound right by his ear. By the time Rol was on the ground and the guard atop him, the shots from several archers had converged on the assailant. A robed and hooded man lurched and fell with a dull thud to the ground."Oh dear gods..." one of the adjuncts croaked.The guard rose. Beneath him lay Rol, an arrow pierced through his neck, his lifeblood a bright crimson pool on the. She was concentrating so much on shaving, that she didn’t immediately become aware that the vibration of the razor was making her cunt juicy. However she did notice that after a stressful day, the sensation that the razor was giving her was very pleasant. She lay back on the bed and propped herself up on the pillows. Doreen stopped actually shaving her cunt, and just rested the body of the razor on her pubes. The buzzing was very soothing, and the vibrations transmitted to her clitoris, were. " Well my love, I will now let you see what usually happens when she gets home, after she has had what men commonly call, a good fucking. I'll let you judge for yourself, but first you'll just have to be patient a little longer. I'm sure you must be wanting more right now, but please be patient for just a little longer darling. After all, we women have to wait for the men's' time don't we?"She went into the bedroom for a clean pair of knickers, but as she started to put them on she realized she.