This was a tricky maneuver that required a lot of practice, but having pulled it off, Noah deemed it well worth the effort, both for psychological war...are and personal amusement.‘Ah, you can’t beat the classics.’ He then grabbed the slain man’s spear and threw it, striking the archer on the nearby rooftop in the gut and sending him rolling off and falling into the street. “Sir Holmes, if you’re not going to take part, would you mind retrieving him?”The axe-wielding man charged towards Noah. I hoped that he wouldn't notice that my nipples were stiff. If he said anything about it later I'd tell him that it was because the room was cold. I took my panties off last, stepping out of them quickly and walking back to stand in front of Mom. She had taken her seat in the dining room chair and was waiting for me. I had to endure a five minute lecture, despite the fact that I'd already been lectured about it.At least she hadn't said anything about the fact that I had shaved my pussy. I had. Even inside of the airport, she seemingly would not shut the fuck up about anything. My thinking at the time was “Great, I’m stuck with a boring-ass bitch that rarely has fun.” We get to our hotel late in the evening (around 8:30 PM) and go to the hotel bar for dinner. We agree to briefly discuss work until we meet first thing the next morning to go to our work site. There were other travelers in their business clothes eying Lynn from across the bar, as well as myself. For her age, Lynn passes. I would keep on gyrating my hips and showing him my ass to seduce him and give him a hard on. I then give him a striptease and tell him my ass is his if he wants it. I would then start rubbing his jeans, feeling the outline of his cock, and continue to fill him up with lust. Sometimes in these fantasies the old biker slaps my ass and tells me what a whore I am and how I'm asking for it. I would keep on going until he told me to get up off him and get on my knees. I obey what the biker daddy.