I thought he was really rather cute. His hair was super dark, but I wouldn’t call it black. Though, it is close enough. It took me a good few photos...to find ones that showed his eyes well enough, which turned out to be baby blue. He wore glasses, which fit his face perfect. His skin tone was a mocha colour. He keeps himself in great shape, though not super beefy. That has never done anything for me. The only thing I couldn’t tell was how tall he was. I decided to send him a message back,. “You there, traveler, over here.”“What is it, Erikur?”“So it’s true, you’ve turned traitor. I can’t believe it.”“I’d watch my tongue if I were you, Erikur.”“As you’re aware, Elisif’s husband, High King Torygg, was recently killed. I fear the dead have become ... restless. Would you care to comment on that, perhaps?”“So how did you find out that I spoke to Torygg?”“A rare few are born with the gift for making money. My investments are my strength and my wealth is my weapon. A little coin always. Her lips were moist from licking them. I let my eyes slowly roam down from her face down to her exposed chest. The t-shirt still covered her nipples but I could see the very edge of her small breasts. She has a very flat tummy and while she was grinding against me, her abs were tensing and releasing. She had a tiny bit of blonde hair just above her young pussy and as she grinded I could see her mound move around my bulging cock. My boxers were getting wet. ** Approaching the office she stopped in the doorway, seeing the view out of his window. He had his back to her, looking out and she felt the familiar sensations flutter through her.? It would never do for him to know what she was thinking.Standing up straighter, she tapped on the door, "your loyalty and dedication are admirable Marcus, but you should really not exhaust yourself so much." There’s always something to do!" he snapped, "she always has something up her sleeve just as I am about.