'Almost as though he had heard her Robin stirred. His arms came up round her but he remained on his back.Lottë stayed motionless.There were several m...nutes like that and then Robin's hands began to move caressing her.He began to mutter and it was hard to catch his words but Lottë caught the important ones: darling, precious, my Lottë, love. Then his arms went round her tentatively as though searching before finding her and holding her to him fiercely."Oh, Lottë, my darling. Never leave me.. You're a trained professional, aren't you? If a mercenary can't pick them out, you certainly can.*Then again, who was I to complain? The man leaving the coach was the one who'd just been harassing me into letting my little secret out. If he wanted to be outside of the coach, riding along with his bladder bouncing on that horrid wooden driver's post, all the more welcome to him. It still left me with his wife, who I was fairly certain wasn't going to ease up in the near future, but the Baron had. I said "Jo whats your problem"? Jo said, " Problem? You are a fuckin whore i saw your nudes in one of my friend's phone, you been cheating on your husband slut and acting all innocent" I was tensed and couldnt know what to say i replied, " Listen Jo please we can sort this out... " And before ending my sentence a punch came to my face. Jo punched me in my face. I fell down. He said, " Fuckin whore dont talk i hate women like you. I will show you you place today, i will shatter you today both. ‘Spread your legs further, honey.’ I spread them as far as they will let me for her to do what she pleases. ‘Stop me, if this feels a bit weird...’ Holy shit. I can feel Wendy’s tongue entering my pussy. It’s so warm and wet as she carefully makes her way to my throbbing clit. Her tongue is getting further into my pussy and she begins to lick more coarsely. ‘Hmmm… I really like this,’ I groan, grasping the bed sheets firmly. Wendy keeps licking my clit and it is feeling so intense. These.