As we walked out of the entrance, we found a convoy ofcoaches waiting for us. As they snaked down the roads towards the capital,the general chatting a...d laughter gave way to singing. It didn't seem longbefore we were arriving in Trafalgar Square."So where's this church?" asked Sam."Look to the left," laughed Christopher, who was pointing out of thewindows.Poor Sam turned bright red at missing the big building that lookedremarkably like a church. I suppose he hadn't expected a church to. He rubbed the back of her neck, paying attention also to the parts of her body not laid upon by the flogger and crop. He rubbed the cream in fully and then pulled a blanket over her, settling in next to her and wrapping her in his arms. She sighed, nuzzling into his arm where it rested across her breasts. He laughed quietly and when she pressed her herself back against him she felt his erection press against her skin, still turgid and eager. She arched her back, feeling the hair on his stomach. WOW! They were more beautiful than I had expected. I couldn’t help myself and I reached out with both hands. I cupped your left breasts in both hands and caressed it.“They’re great.”Thank you.I had only so much control. With little inhibiting me I leaned forward and sucked in your nipple. You did not object. In fact, you actually cooed a few times as I sucked on your left nipple. I feasted like a newborn baby for a few minutes and then switched to the other breast pausing in between to. Jacob and I studied each other as the umpire informed us that a contestant dropping his weapon would be permitted to recover it before the duel resumed. Failure to do so would be judged a violation of the Code of the Duel and the offending party would be bound over for trial on charges of murder.We moved to a cleared place and faced each other in the classic fencing postures, first saluting, then 'en guard.'The steel of the blades rang in the gloaming as Jacob began slashing and hacking away at.