‘What do you think?’ she asked. Donal’ thought before answering, ‘They suit ye. But… ye were beautiful before.’ His gaze travelled up from...her breasts to her eyes. ‘Ye’r a rare find, Donal’. Thank you.’ She blurred and came back into focus wearing a skirt and bodice, her figure returned to normal. Mhari sat in silence for a few seconds and seemed to come to a decision. She held his gaze and said, ‘I feel… no, I know I can trust ye, Donal’. The mark of the star on the medallions ye took, I’ve. She stopped and looked at me. In the little light that seeped through the clouds, I could see in her eyes the confusion, the torment of being driven apart and the sadness that followed in her heart. She turned away and I was sure was sobbing. I felt like an idiot there. I was lost and didn’t know what to do. Whether to step up to her and comfort her and apologize or just wait there and acknowledge what I had just said and see what she had to say. I decided on the former and I stepped up to. When she looked down at Iona, however, there was a hunger in her dark eyes.“Come closer, girl. Bring yourself here, and kneel in front of me.”Iona felt a sense of apprehension grow in her, but didn't dare argue. She shuffled on her knees in front of the chieftain, smoothing her dress down her thighs. Helga curled herself upwards, bring her face close to the kneeling woman. Iona could smell her hair, leather and whatever sweat hadn't been washed off, this close to her. “Have you ever pleasured a. Sarah mewed and licked her lips. She knew what to expect from Becky, a forest of blonde curls hiding a luxurious heaven and she knelt down beside her, looking up. "Use your teeth," Becky begged and Sarah moved into her musky crotch and took the top of the waistband in her teeth and slid it down. It got caught by her waist, and she moved her head up, expecting to find hair and saw a shaven crotch. "For you. I know you like yours shaved."Sarah smiled and took her panties down slowly with her.