The shoddy encampment I’d walked into had been a charade. Royal scouts had been tracking her movements for weeks, and so she’d strategically shed ...way pieces of her army, making it look like they were deserting in mass until only thirty soldiers remained to guard a run-down barn. In secret, the deserters had all rendezvoused to an abandoned mining village off the coast of the Western Sea, a mere twenty miles from Bentius. Esmerelda had a unique portal in her tent that she used to transit to the. I am still trying to just relax and hoping my ex hurries the hell up right now! Another minute goes by and i think i am feeling something touching my leg on the outside more on my hip than ass so i look and am telling myself no no no no lol please not but yes it was his hand and just 1 finger creeping around my hip and moving toward my thigh but barely enough i even felt or noticed it and he was just sitting there looking straight ahead the whole time and now even worse my pussy is getting wet. We’re family at this table.” He leaned back.“Cognac?” I asked.“Why not?!?”I poured everybody a glass. All of us, with the exception of Jason, were former military and we knew the convention for a toast, either the ‘dining-in’ rules for formal Army functions, or slightly less formal, more a German thing. Glasses raised. Jason’s, too.“Colonel? A toast!”He raised his glass. “To the United States of America!” and he tossed it back. We mirrored.Glasses on the table. Another round. You DO realize. My hand slid under her skirt and found the wettest pair of panties it had ever been my pleasre to fee. Her left hand was behind my neck pulling my lips to hers. Her right hand was pulling my cock.She stood up as another plane approached our parking spot and pulled the panties to her ankles and stepped out of them. Her pussy was shaved and she lifted her skirt to let me see it."Will you eat me", she asked.I answered by lifting my head to her pussy and stroking it with my tongue. She placed.