As the patrons were tipping, Brutus kept fucking cynful's ass like there was no tomorrow. Finally his knot began to pound away at her entrance. It was...swelling rapidly and cynful knew that if she didn't get it into her ass soon, it would tear her apart when he did. She began to push back hard, grunting with each push because of the pain. On the third push, it finally sank in and cynful screamed in pain.Brutus began to fuck her with a machine gun action as he forced his hips into cynful's ass. Momentarily stunned I then just jumped up and ran, well nowhere just ran a stupid skipping step panicked looking around then sat back down, “Oh fucking bloody hell”. Then I threw up, red wine everywhere, things went from bad to worse but it at least gave me something to take my mind off of what had just happened! A while later in bed exhausted but unable to sleep I hunted down the bloody article again in the hope that it would provide me with an excuse to my behaviour. In a way it did the. Aedan, Alistair, Duncan, Cailan, Loghain, and Eamon spent most of the next few days closeted in meetings to determine the strategy for fighting the darkspawn; the rest of us were left to our own devices, for the most part. Some of us accompanied Kallian to the Alienage again, recruiting fighters for the King's new military unit, The Night Elves, named after the elves who'd fought with Maric and Loghain in the rebellion; Leliana dragged me to the market district to window shop for shoes; we had. He returned to that dreaded cupboard, leaving her to contemplate the welts and the serious pain throbbing through those pendulous 42dds breasts, laying like targets on the heavy tray, begging him to deal with them however he felt the need. Her alternative to sleep with him, love him even, now and whenever he wished, she knowing she would never go back on her word, it was to be avoided at all costs, but could she resist, could her painful body keep up its resolve? He returned with a long leather.