Lord Morant scowled and put both hands in front of him, resting on his cane.“How have you been?” Will asked. Jack eyed him quizzically.“Well,”...she answered. “I have heard a bit of fortune has come your way as well.”“Fortune. Yes, that’s a good way of putting it. I suppose I can’t complain. Things have ended up quite nicely. In spite of everything,” Will said flatly.Jack looked a bit surprised. “I thought you had been doing very well for yourself? Did I hear wrong?” she asked, sounding more. Stell had told her parents she was staying over a friends house that weekend. They trusted her and never questioned their daughters movements. She had taken extra blankets and had told Damian to bring his sleeping bag with over night goodies as she was going to take him to one of her friends home were they could stay until the next day. There was a abandoned farm bungalow in the bay, left there when old man Henry passed on without any relatives to inherit the place. Stellaranne opened the door. "It's funny: He couldn't even SEE my surrendering legs and feet from his perspective, but basic female instinct told me that such a positioning is pleasing to men. And, ultimately, whether we be doctors, astronauts or Secretaries of State, pleasing men our #1 role.Thus, I swelled with womanly pride as he pulled out of my cunt, stroked himself for a couple seconds, and then snarled like a b**st as he pumped a HUGE fucking load of hot, sticky, woman-affirming cum all over the soft, smooth skin. They crowded the streets at this time of growing shadows, hurrying to the market before the chill of the night took hold and they would need to retreat back into their homes.Placing his shaded goggles onto his forehead, Kupper surveyed the scene from the top of a house like a green eyed vulture. He would need to find a new town soon. People were starting to question whether he was the thief during the day. Unlike the people here, he wasn't fazed by the heat. Or the cold, for that matter. Unlike.