She was a looker with smoky eyes and a voluptuous figure and she was remarkably clever. She had even begun to master our language. Such a woman would ...e valuable. The people in this land were subjugated and they were angry at their ruler. All they needed was a spark and a leader to rise up. I was to be both, and she would help me communicate. I had her called into my tent. She entered with the confident step of a native woman. I was momentarily taken aback. I had remembered her as good looking. Troy held my hand and we went forward for a bow as the applause went on and on. When it died down Troy held his hand up ‘Did you like that?’ He shouted. A round of loud applause was his answer and he held his hand up again ‘Wanna hear another one?’ Well hell yeah. He asked if I knew This Ole House and I did- my grandmother has a lot to answer for- oh now she could sing my Gran. The crowd was now really big and all of them were watching us. Troy still held my hand as he sang. We just fell into. I whispered softly that I was fantasizing about her tonight when I was fucking her. Her breathing got softer and I waited to see if she was awake now and finally figured she just went to a deeper sleep. I whispered that I was sitting in a chair and she was on the bed getting fucked doggy style. I softly whispered the whole thing to her about a big man with a huge cock was fucking her while she screamed and thrashed on the bed telling me she loved being fucked by a huge cock. I told her I got up. 5 in girth) lifting my shorts up like a tent pole and she could see it as she walked past to get a towel from the linen cupboard, she then returned to the kitchen where she sat down next to me and said it a stern voice that she had a bone to pick with me!! I said in a polite voice and asked what was wrong? She then asked what was I doing coming into the house all wet and with wet shorts dripping all over the floor?! I said I was sorry but that I had no other clothes or a towel to dry off with,.