“We were wondering if you could show us around the town tomorrow as it,s Sunday and our husbands will be out all afternoon blowing poor pheasants to...bits and we get so bored!” “I suppose I could.” I tried to play it cool. “And bring your blonde pal working next to you along, He,s cute!” Bev giggled. “Meet us at the Hotel. My car is the Lincoln Continental with Connecticut plates.” They then rose and gave me air kisses, leaving me to watch their amples asses as they wiggled away and left the. You are wearing loose sweat pants. You shift your body around so that your butt is facing the front of the car. I can very easily slide my hand into your panties. Just as I do, a coal truck flies by, since I am going slower than normal. I am praying the driver didn’t see. You don’t seem to care. I am rubbing your clit between my thumb and forefinger. And I have my middle finger curled inside. You are so wet. As you get more excited, you move faster on my cock, moaning more aggressively. But...” I gulped, eyed the four tired travellers, and then looked away. “It’s Marian who is important in Kirkwall. Now that she’s got the treasure from the expedition,” Bethany nodded at me, even though Carver scowled and Leandra looked upset, “she was supposed to end up being a bit of a ... mediator and general fixer, I guess. The Qunari, the templars, the mages – all of them will come to respect her and Kirkwall will need her to navigate through what’s coming.” Or at least, what was supposed. . the kitchen was empty. DAMN!!!I moved quickly down the corridor. That`s when I heard it. A murmur. I stepped towards the stockroom door which was ajar. Voices! Stella`s. And someone else`s too! A man`s!I peered through the gap between the door and the door-frame.... the sight from within making me take a sharp intake of breath. Stella! With Simon, the negro bloke that often delivered stock from a local supplier. Her semitransparent blouse undone, her black, lacy bra-cups jutting out, her.