I found no takers. The response from all was, "it's too cold."Well, it is still mid March in Buffalo. We were lucky that it wasn't still snowing. I go... myself bundled up and took my walk. My muscles started to reject the idea once that cold air hit, but I forced the issue.I returned home feeling pretty good. I needed to get the blood moving early in the day. I found it always made me feel better.I spent the remaining part of the day playing with my kids. Well, Ok, lounging around the house with. “Yessss…” she moans, grinding herself against my exposed prick, dry humping me.I feel her hard nipples poking through the fabric of her bra, and I’m amazed at how heavy and warm her breasts are. In one fluid motion, she turns around on my lap and locks her soft lips over mine. Our tongues explore each other’s mouths and we both begin breathing harder now. Her hands are in my hair, pulling my head into her, as she increases the tempo on my cock, grinding her pussy into my hardness. I cup her. I had the kids look around and take turns stating what was different about this city than the towns that we passed through.First and foremost this town was completely walled, not even the town that the duchy was in was walled, and most of those walls were in the middle of the town. This one, Royal Oak, was about three times larger; it was almost a mile in diameter. The walls were stone, about twenty feet high and two feet thick. The smell of unwashed bodies was stronger, and the roads that led. “Do you know who they are?” Carl asked.“I’m assuming that’s Hank and his son, Calvin,” Pepper answered.“You know what they did for Sonny,” Carl said.“I do,” Pepper said. He took a deep breath and said, “I guess I should go over there and talk to them.”“That would be a good idea,” Carl said with a sharp nod of his head.Pepper climbed down from his perch atop the corral rail. He headed over to the two men, walking like a man facing the gallows. He didn’t have a good feeling about this.