It was so exciting, the thought that someone could just show up and catch us fucking. If someone did show up, we’d have a second to disengage. Thoug... we’d still be uncomfortably close to each other.And I’d have to make sure to put my cock back into my shorts, so it wasn’t hanging out. But no one showed up, and we finished with another load of semen that I left in my sister’s pussy. Time to call it a night, we thought.“Saala bhenchhod!” (Damn sister-fucker!) we heard, and we froze, terrified. But we are leaving on an outing tomorrow morning ... if we don't pack anything, it will look suspicious. I know we plan to stay naked the whole time but pack some extra clothes, anyway, just for show. And don't forget your toothbrushes and stuff. We'll pack our sleeping bags tomorrow morning, just before leaving. While you're doing that, I'll go 'ask' Jennifer for permission to go on the outing; this will allow us to go get some supplies from Cookie for the trip. The whole idea is to keep a low. Z?gernd setzte Marc seine Beine hinein.Petra betrachtete Marc von weitem: "Ganz passabel. Du k?nntest glatt alsFrau durchgehen. Nat?rlich muss der Bart ab, die Frisur m?sste man?ndern, nein, am besten w?re eine Per?cke. Und Make-up nat?rlich." Nat?rlich", echote Marc, "du meinst das doch nicht etwa ernst?" Das glaubst du wohl nicht, was?", fragte Petra "aber glaube mir, abheute...." Wird alles anders, ich wei?", erg?nzte Marc, "aber du hast vergessen,dass ich die Br?tchen verdiene." So, welche. Aedan and the group who accompanied him were filthy; I avoided hugs in favour of an enthusiastic wave, squealing and running away when a grinning, grimy Aedan threatened to grab me.The problem first became apparent when Vander, previously so vocal and aggressive, walked past the servants and soldiers milling about in the courtyard as though they weren’t even there. He had a blank, unfocused look on his face, and I raised an eyebrow as he ignored even the elven servants being harassed by.