. . whispering between each other.They both appeared to be somewhere between their late twenties to early thirties . . . one blond, the other brunette... If it weren't for being some 100 pounds overweight apiece, they might have actually been pretty. But instead, their obesity masked whatever traces of femininity that either might have possessed.As they approached, I could sense the anger in their eyes. I attempted to avoid a confrontation by starting an apology. "I'm sorry ladies . . . I was. And the destination scares you a little, its not exactly welcoming, you can hardly see what’s in this corner, but its safe with me, and its also discrete, so you dont break step, and move with me into the gloom..There we kiss hungrily, my hands slip around to hold your head, holding your hair back, exposing your neck, I kiss gently around the area, enjoying the smell of your perfume and feeling the heat of your skin against my lips. We kiss again, tongues dancing and flicking, I push my tongue. It seemed obvious that if a girl was to be punished when she had not been naughty that it should be done lovingly and Ella would know how to do just that. So just as planned, it was with a loving feeling that Ella listened joyfully to Nikki’s erotic gasps and was delighted when Nikki cried out loudly as she reached her orgasm.After Nikki had come it was with a wicked smirk that Ella ordered, “Get up, Nikki. You need to be caned.”Nikki had such a mixture of feelings. Her bottom cheeks and the. “If you become King, if, and if you succeed in your first Raid, I shall gladly guard you for three following seasons. Do we have an accord?”John’s hand slammed into Kort’s forearm. “We do. Go get the map making stuff.”Humming to himself, Kort sauntered off.John sat in the front row beside Rorik and Sygraid, with the rest of the Watchmen arrayed behind them in five rows of six. They’d placed those with shields at the end of each row. John fervently hoped there wouldn’t be a need to use them. The.