" Eve and John would be willing to help, I'm sure," she offered."I've asked too much of them, too," he said. "Well, not John directly, but he's given ...is wife up an awful lot to help me out." I'm sure he doesn't mind under the circumstances," Shae said consolingly. "I know you haven't met John, but I hope sooner or later you'll get to know him. He's an awful nice guy; we all go back quite a ways." Yeah, but still. Realistically, we're going to need another week of lead time at a minimum, maybe. There are two arrows stuck in his shirt so he must have good armour on underneath the shirt. I raise my own bow while I pull an arrow with a sharp bodkin arrowhead from the quiver on the neck of my horse. I take aim and let loose just as the man shoots.Both arrows arrive at the same time. One of my men is hit and folds over the wound while the smile on bowman vanishes when my arrow penetrates his chest after punching through his armour. He’s shocked. I draw another bodkin arrow and shoot again. Every orgasm feels good, but that was mind blowing!Slowly, ever so slowly, The Dad slid is cock out of me. When the head popped out of my arse I had another gasp and it felt like my butt hole was gasping for breath.Mr. Jenkins ask me if I was able to take another load? I told him I wanted another load in me and then I looked up at Suit Man and told him I wanted a load in my mouth as well.This time things were more like my previous spit roast experience. Mr. Jenkins didn't have the same patience. He shifted his body slightly to get her head into a more comfortable position. She was not totally asleep but moved down his body and for the third time that night she had his cock in her mouth and licking and sucking with enthusiasm.Suddenly she stopped and walked to the window to look at the flashing of shells and the crump of bombs as the Luftwaffe once again visited Portsmouth. Turning she walked back to the bed and taking her nightdress in both hands she pulled the silk garment over her.