” I whispered back. I felt my manhood expand as she rubbed her panty clad pussy against the bulge in my jeans. She smiled knowingly as she continued...to rock in my lap. I could tell she was getting slightly agitated as she leaned into me and whispered in my ear, “You could do me a big favor…” she said rubbing her petite breasts against my chest.“And what would that be?” I answered breathing in the fresh scent of her hair and skin.“I need to practice making him cum in his pants.” she whispered,. Shortly there was a light tap on the door and she was stood there cup in hand. Inviting her in I noticed the tan stockings were no longer evident but that didn't diminish her elegance one iota. I said that now she was here and that the kettle had boiled might she want to stay and enjoy my company for a while longer. Smiling she sat down and said ' I would, thank you' We drank and chatted more then she enquired if she might use my loo and off she went. Shortly she re-emerged and stood there in. One is up for murder of the Royal heir to the Fay throne. In fact you knew her quite well, I met her the first night I came in here to soak a broken tired body." Oh my goodness, you mean Stera Moritew? She killed a child?" She kicked him headfirst into a wall. Suffered brain damage and died that night. She also broke the wings on the youngest daughter before they could stop her. As punishment, Stera Moritew is going to be fed to the heart tree at the center of the Valley. That is something the. He jacked my shaft for a few moments and then held me straight up. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate on the sensations but it was too much. I opened my eyes again, because I realized that I wanted to watch more than anything. Jeff began to ease himself down onto my cock. He spit on his hand again and rubbed it on the head of my dick. Then he eased himself down farther. I felt the tip of my cock press against his tight asshole. It felt so good, I began to doubt that I could last very.