He took in a breath, trying to take in the smell of the world. Though it was full of alien substances and sensations, it did have a trace of salt and ...weat. It was that same seeping, humid smell of the canals, like the ones that permeated Mavid. That was something like home. He turned his nose to where the scent was strongest. The road that way curved down the foot of the mountain and ended in what appeared to be a small town. He could see the shining blue of the ocean and piers jutting out. He was wearing all that King shit, including the long purple cape. I was grabbed in a bear hug. ‘There is nothing that I will not do for you,’ he said, as he kissed me on both cheeks.’ ‘Right now, I would go for some food.’ Turning on his heal, the King beckoned me to follow him. In the next room was enough food to feed an army. Anything that you could imagine. After we ate, the King took me for a tour of the Palace. We came to one large room, the size of a basketball court. In it were. We expanded, building a bunkhouse, which resembled barracks life enough to make guys feel right at home. We actually hired two of them who were especially good with the horses. Then we hired a combat engineer named Tracy Walker, who had severe PTSD after surviving an IED that took his left arm off just below the shoulder. His prosthesis didn’t inhibit his operation of the tractor and other equipment we used to expand the riding trails into the twenty acres we bought north of us. He would have. Kate moaned through their joined mouths and thrust her own pelvis at his erection.As soon as the kiss finished they stepped back and looked at one another, two chests heaving with emotion and exertion."Me first," gasped Kate, kneeling in front of Harry and grabbing his belt. In a few seconds she had his slacks and pants round his ankles, trying to get his cock into her mouth while struggling to remove everything completely. Harry bent down to help her and then pulled her on to her feet."Now.