"I'm sorry, I just over heard, no need to answer."Tiara smiled. "Oh, it's okay. I didn't have any growing up. I do have one. A brother. But I don't kn...w where he is. I was adopted and we were separated."Carolyn's face paled, then she coughed, hoping to cover up the shock her facial expression had portrayed."Are you okay?" they both asked."Yes, fine." She took a deep breath. "I just breathed in wrong. So you have a brother, but you don't know where he is? What about your mom and dad... do they. She said she needed the space to wind down after work. So I hadn’t seen it in a year. For the six months prior to that, we fucked in there almost daily. She loved being fucked on the soft mat and would transform into an insatiable slut whenever we fucked on it. I asked her if she was aware of how nasty and slutty she became when getting fucked in that room and she kind of shrugged it off and said it must be the mirrored walls and how they reminded her of the gymnasium back in high school when. Had I wanted, I could’ve planted my dagger in your breast with a single thrust.”“If neither of you is Robin Hood, then where is he?” ask Maid Marian as she urged her horse a little forward.“He is about, Milady,” Little John answered. “Watching over us as we go about our business this day.”“This is your fault!” Sir Guy turned and bellowed at Marian, totally ignoring that he had tried to make her plan his just a few hours before. “The devil take me for ever listening to your advice.”“I wouldn’t. Yves had a swollen tool. We put in such a state was becoming untenable and that's Yves who first retired from the mouth of Carla. He crouched in front of her, kissed shyly, but tenderly, and then invited him to lie down. She did not even look at me, and spread her legs as if to show to Yves the object of his desires. Yves leaned over and introduced two fingers into her already soaking wet pussy my wife and put his mouth to her vagina. I saw his tongue come out and tickle the clitoris Carla as.