His voice took on a darker tone, as he almost growled at her. ‘Beg.’ With one single word, he pushed down hard on her shoulders, making her fall...to her knees at his feet. Claire’s wavy brown hair covered her face from his view as she bowed her head. She was surprised at his sudden rough side and began to wish she’d just ‘fessed up to the head instead. ‘Please?’ She squeaked. ‘Oh come on Claire. That’s no way to beg. Now, try again. Put some meaning into it.’ She took a deep breath and. It wasn't erect, but it wasn't pathetic looking any more either."I see you are much improved," she said, staring right at his groin."My Lady," he said. "I don't understand." Don't understand what?" This," he said, spreading his arms. "You," he said, gesturing at her naked body.She told him to lie down, and then sat beside him, one hand lying negligently on his abdomen."What is your name?" she asked."Jack, Mistress," he said."Well, Jack," she said, "All men are foolish. Foolishness can be a. Pursing them to let him ‘kiss’ her ... Then reacting to his warm, wet touch with a sharp intake of breath, a big smile and an excited giggle – before leaning forward again for another kiss... Half turning to the camera to confirm, “That’s very warm ... A surprisingly soft...”She drops her knees infront of him, offering her mouth up again – wide open – letting him lick over her lips and tongue, inside ... Then clearly licking back at him, and even turning her head on its side to change the angle. Milk and honey were added before the cup hopped across the table and then into Ratu’s hand. “A rat king is supposedly just a mass of rats connected at the tail, but maybe that’s a metaphor for something else. However, it is considered a bad omen to see one, which I bet is not a metaphor. It usually signifies famine, plague or something else equally bad.”“You mean like a rat army? I would call that bad enough.”“Indeed.” Ratu sipped at her tea. “And you said they had chewed a hole in the.