"Yes. I promise," I said, tilting her head up so I could kiss her lips. "You know I love you and would never do anything that would hurt you." I know,... she replied, glancing at the wall clock. "Do we have time for a little fun?"I looked at the time, the session didn't start for another two hours and the hotel where the event was taking place is less than a half-hour away. I kissed her once more before leading her into the bedroom.Becky pulled away from me as we entered the bedroom, sitting on. I best move ahead. It looks as though the time has come.So here I sit with my brothers and the other men of the house. Lord Aidan is about to address us.Aidan is an older man; he’s seen war as none other. He stepped up, “Well brave men word has come. The Norse have come a viking, and King Harold has summoned us north. We’re to set out tomorrow at daybreak. We’ll meet our king’s main army north of London, and from there we’ll march on Northhumbria.”One of our younger warriors lifted his hand.. Again the sound of the girl’s shrill voice, guttural shrieks echo across the drizzling darkness as she’s being slowly impaled.Locked on the binoculars in what’s become a somewhat morbid anticipation, watching the clamps jiggling, swaying from the girl’s dark nipples, her head jerking back, her body noticeably arching each time the thick cock jams in a little further, she feels a stirring in her own stomach as the dark shaft finally disappears after several thrusts, completely penetrating the. She had some dark roots coming out the top of her hair. The back was a little wet from the water. She was wearing a tight blue one piece bathing suit. She had a white towel around her neck that was covering up her breast. The bottom of her suit was covered by a large blue wrap around her hips. I could tell she was hiding her voluptuous body. She was maybe in her early forties. She smelled great as she moved to my right side. She was just in front of the bar. She rested her hands on the.