Certainly Lee did not appear to be of great martial calibre. He was a conservative, rather mild sort of man, always impeccably dressed, of courteous a...d genteel manner, dignified and kindly. He was a charming and affable, if reserved sort of gentleman. He was just the kind of man you would have liked to have had as a dinner guest but these qualities hardly seemed to fit him for the role of a fighting general facing the crisis of early summer 1862 when McClellan seemed poised to swoop down on. She said no with a smile and started to kiss me hard.Now we changed our position and she came on top of me and slept on me for 10 mins and I was feeling those big melons touching my bare chest wow what a feeling we were kissing hard and playing with our toungues rolling in and out of each other mouth. In between I took her hand and placed it near my 6 inches cock. She was pressing it and rubbing on top of my jeans and I started to kiss her more hard and she was pressing my cock harder.She was. I put all the stuff in the kitchen and came back to the hall, and saw that Kieran was just wearing her bra and bikini panties, both see-through. For a moment I thought like dam look at the body, she got huge boobs, really nice no hair body, her pussy could be seen in that bikini from a mile away. I don't know what I did get all that back together, but I closed my eyes, and said I know this is all you want, I saw you look at my pussy" Nope I did look at your pussy, and you know you should. He spurred his horse into a gallop and made for the nearest inn. It would be too dangerous to try and make it to his own keep tonight. He came across the Craster Inn after a short ride. He strode into the small wooden building after sheltering his horse under one of the small shacks outside the inn and feeding him some oats from his saddlebag, the sleeping girl still huddled in the folds of his cloak. ‘And what I can be doing for thee young sir. ‘Tis a wild night to be out riding, especially.