Another load of thick cum unloaded itself, running out of her mouth and down her chin.Her sucking on me never declined - she was emptying me down to m... balls.As the stream from my prick diminished and her orgasm calmed, her mouth opened to release my softening member, our breathing erratic and rasping. Small remnants of my fluid lay on her tongue and between her teeth and she swallowed hard; an expression of disbelief on her face."Fuck me!" she exclaimed.I chuckled, "Not just yet, give me a. ” The count was at a loss. “Very well, you can have the wench. She is going to be branded a traitor as it is. The fief you will not be getting, of course.” "Ah, but we've more fights to fight and more nobles to slay, your highness. I reckon you will see that I am a man worthwhile to indulge.” He left the tent. The prisoner camp was small and dirty. A large part of the enemy army was held there. The Lady sat inside, treating the wounds of a young man. She was a tall woman and very shapely, with. “Idiots! It's like I’m talking to a wall and the ceiling!” He snapped in response to my silent question. I fell onto his couch, running his hand through his short black hair. “Idiots” he muttered.I sat down next to him, resting a hand on his leg. “Are you alright?” “No I’m not alright.” he muttered. I gently rubbed his leg. Suddenly he lunged at me hugging me tightly, his head in the crook of my neck. “I positively hate people.”“That's why I stay to the Clocktower. It's safe; no people” He. “When she brings my drink, tell her to ask for Heather. That’s me.”“I’d like a nice rum and coke,” stated Willow as she briefly glanced at Heather. “Tell your wait staff it’s for Willow, the woman who just graduated from medical school.”“Of course,” replied the maitre d’ as he smiled to the two women. “Heather, the college freshman, would like another Coke. Willow, the newly minted doctor, would like a rum and Coke.“What can I get for you, Miss?” asked the man when he turned his attention to.