” A suppressed sob welled up from Peter’s chest. He held his breath, trying to bring himself under control. ‘I am not forgetting Friday night �... and you should be ashamed of yourself terrorizing me like that.’ Susie was not finished. Peter hung his head, unable to look at her. She was right. He had terrorized her, in fact. ‘You intended to rape me. Don’t deny it. I’m not stupid. Then suddenly you stopped before any damage was done and rushed off into the night.” Susie continued. “That was not. ”“That is all right, Mr Robertson. Lunch in twenty minutes, sir.”“Thank you, Holly; you are good to me!”He at first wondered at her formality, then guessed that one or both Robsons were with her, so she was being very business-like. He approved. The Robsons were much improved, but good examples never go amiss. He would need to ask Frances about her assessment of the Robsons. He suspected they would be going home soon, to grateful parents.By the time his wives got home from the university, Reg. He picked her up and plonked her large backside on a kitchen worktop before moving her forward and lowering her onto his rigid prick.As her cunt slowly took in more and more of his huge penis she put her arms around his neck and her legs around his buttocks.As soon as they started to move in tandem with him deep inside her she started to cum.He had his hands on her buttocks and a finger against her anus and when she was next on a downward movement the finger entered her arse hole. She buried. ” With that I turned from her and walked away, leaving her stunned in silence at my words.I saw Hadvar ahead, standing outside the local smithy, talking to a woman. He saw me and waved me over. “Glad to see you made it! If those Stormcloaks have themselves a pet dragon, General Tullius is going to need all the help he can get.”“Well, wanting to cut my head off just because I was with someone that I met in a bar doesn’t exactly endear me to him at the moment, Hadvar. Who were those prisoners?”He.