.Uh! Uh! Uh!"She sounded like she was having a hard time breathing bent over like that and I actually got concerned again. Can't have a woman die in m... bathtub while I was fucking her, right? Again, I backed off a bit just in case. She went fucking ballistic! "Fuck you you fucking asshole! I'm not afraid of your fucking little dick you fuck!" This is the best part "My dog fucks me harder than you!" LMAO!!!After that comment I started to laugh out loud. Tanya didn't think it was that funny and. “Rikke, eh? She’s an able warrior, knows Ulfric and Galmar, too. But she’s been in Imperial armor for so long, what would she think about a peace between Imperials and Stormcloaks?”From behind me, Argis spoke up. “My Jarl, she welcomes it, just as I do. You appointed me to be housecarl to the Dragonborn. I have followed her, fought for her, killed for her, bled for her. She is truly worthy of us.”Thongvor looked puzzled. “Argis? I didn’t recognize you in that armor. Step forward, please.” His. I resisted a little and X made fun of me for being sissy and fearful. He had a lawn chair on the terrace. He was calling it a chaise. It was a long chair like the people have around the swimming pools with the head and or feet section could be raised to a certain angle with the hinges like arrangement. I tried to convince him that if some new kink had gone in his head, I could fuck him on the floor instead of going to the bed or staying here on the sofa but he kept laughing at me telling me. Thus, there were several courses, starting with an antipasto, and ending with coffee. Geoff was the first to proffer a mouthful on his fork to Helen, but by the end, they were both doing it. Helen had suggested that they’d enjoy the chef’s recommendations for both the food and the wine ... and they did. The portions were small, and the meal spread over a couple of hours, so neither was ‘stuffed’ by the time they were ready to leave, but both were feeling the effects of a very nice Chianti..