“Scheisse. Are they following me?"Matilda finishes her drinks and moves fast to turn into another narrow lane, hopefully in the direction of the lit...le cheap hotel that she had found. But she realises that she is lost.She doesn’t see the men again, until the older bald one walks straight towards her in another narrow lane. Turning, she sees that the younger man is also coming up behind her.Hitting her panic button, Matilda is confronted by the bald man, with sideburns and grey hair at the. The garment was made with additional padding for her breasts, making them look even larger than usual. Yet she thought she could bear anything, including scandalous rumors, since this was the last night of her slavery. The entire walk to the great hall – and through the first half of the feast – Derrick did not appear. Penelope began to start thinking that he really was bored of her. This put her in an excellent mood, and she was in the middle of a lively conversation with Sir Arroth, a young. He turned and faced me. His muscled body and his tanned skin touching mine, He climbed between my legs. He started kissing my stomach and played with my erect nipples, the way he touched me was making me feel even more wet below.He took his right hand and started to play with my wet clit. He knew I enjoyed it and started to tease me a little more. He put one finger in and I released a moan. He put another finger in and started going in and out slowly. He put his mouth into my clit and started. "I want to show you off to my friends; one of them who lives close to meis having a party, I know it's cheeky and I don't want to wear you out,but I'm so pleased to be with you- I promise we won't stay long. I'd likeyou to come home with me afterwards for a nice cup of cocoa." I couldnot deny her and was also curious about her band of friends as this wasall new to me. When I agreed she kissed me again and squeezed my handtightly as she led me to the people she had arrived with...2I felt.