It was unusual, though, that the Praetors of the Army and Navy were absent. “Since Andelvon is the southernmost city in Maragar and borders on Zulti..., I would assume she’s there. It is possible, I suppose, that she could have crossed over only to hug the border on her way to Chemison or Volkar but each of those countries are several hundred leagues distant so...”“Are you about done?” Radu growled.“You ask the question over and over like you don’t believe me,” Vondi replied angrily. “I’m telling. He continued to pump rope after rope of come into his moms warm pussy until he had nothing left, and then he collapsed on top of her. As they both laid there in their afterglow, Ren realized that he had made the right decision, as he had never had a sexual experience quite like this before. He knew without a doubt that he was in love with his mom, and that there was no other woman that would ever come close to her. His cock was still buried deep inside her as they lay in each others arms. Mrs. Watson then changed to test his other eye, made a point of brushing her breast on his other shoulder, and the process started again.“Right, your peripheral vision seems to be quite normal,” she told Tom. “Let‘s examine your eyes properly now.”They moved to another room and Tom was told to sit in a chair. Mrs. Watson grabbed a pen light and asked Tom to look in her direction, she shone the light into his eyes and then asked him to move his eye up, down and then to the left.As he did so Mrs.. Tarts, you say?" Yeah, but they have to be Mr Kipling's. I won't put up with anything less. It's the cherry, you see." She was smiling knowingly.And that was her parting shot before she turned and walked calmly away, continuing to Jemma's house in the late summer rain.And so that night the two girls dutifully appeared, not seeming to mind in the slightest that they were the only other guests and that there was no Mr Kipling. The boys had tried the local shop, but not a tart was to be found.