She hoped he’d caress them, endlessly, the softness and moisture maintained carefully for his future touch, his fingertips gliding around her calves... kneading , stroking, caressing, surreptitiously working their way up toward her thighs, so forward, this one, he glides toward her middle, did he want to touch it, her pussy, rub it, inflame it with his touch, the lips reddening in the mirror, swelling, parting, inviting, ready for his finger to pierce her, to glide within? Her legs falling. Finally, the bald guy who seemed to be the hub of the activity zeroed in on me with no warning.“Who the Holy Fuck are you?”I tried to explain, but he cut me off with a furious exasperation.“Sweet Jesus save me. Does your momma know you’re here? And does she know you had to cross the street to get here?”Amusement raced through the room. But I noticed one older agent with a steel grey crew cut sitting laconically on a map table looking at me expectantly. Probably waiting for me to cry.The. I gave him the sloppiest blowjob I ever had. There was spit everywhere. All over his cock, my cheeks, chin and even a little on my tits. The stranger ordered me to finger fuck his asshole as I sucked his cock. I did it and massaged his prostate for a little. He begged for more; so I slid three fingers up his tight anus while I was making him jerk in my mouth…As he came in my throat, he got behind me and put his dripping wet cock to my tight little asshole. It was really tight; because Victor. ”She smiled. “Whatever you desire, my Thane.”“That could get us in trouble, my dear. Let’s eat first, if nothing else.” I smiled as well.We entered Wilhelm’s inn again. The bard was playing her lute. Without disturbing her, we purchased some food and mead from Wilhelm, then sat and ate. I felt the tension seep from me as the peacefulness and warmth of the fire took the chill from my bones. It seemed the next thing I knew was Wilhelm, shaking me. “Your pardon, milady, but it’s not seemly for one.