Her breathing even and shallow. “Barb?” Nothing. He moved slightly, he even flexed his pelvis and moved his cock inside her. Nothing. “Barb?” ...till nothing. He held her tighter but still with the love he felt. “I think I love you, Barb. No, I know I love you. Not like Michele or Marie. More. I think I have from the first time I met you, when Tim and I surprised you and Michele that day so long ago. Or, so it seems now. You were in the back of the property. You two had been with the dog, we. In fact, there was actually little for Cynthia to do in her role as parlor maid. Our Lady had not begun receiving visitors, so Cynthia usually helped Jane with her duties.It was precisely because Jane could rely on Cynthia (and vice versa later in the game) that Jane could afford to spend time "lollygagging" as Mrs. Hennesey called anything that wasn't one of the girl's direct duties. If she took a few extra minutes at lunch, to peel an apple for desert, she was "lollygagging." If she spent too. As she was bent over, I pulled up her skirt and moved her panties to the side to begin fingering her. She was so soaked and turned on, and she was moaning on the guys cock. I moved in behind her and started to fuck her as she sucked the strangers cock. I could tell by the guys groaning that he was close, and within a couple of minutes he started cuming in your sister's mouth. She was so turned on by the whole experience that her pussy started to clamp down on my dick as she came, forcing me. The people started getting up, and Lee joined Zan, William and Dye in the carriage. They patiently waited for the procession to begin again. The soldiers soon had the path cleared, and the King’s carriage moved on to the exuberant cheers of the crowd.Lee grinned at the trio, “Cool Coronation parade, Zan.”They laughed and then heard Essco groan. Lee lent forward and observed the blood that was seeping through his coat where the bullet had entered his arm. “Damn Essco, I didn’t know you had it in.