‘Your father told a story, yesterday in the tavern. He claimed that you could spin hay into gold.’ James stared deeply into her eyes as his hand t...ghtened on her chin. Eleanor felt her heart dropped into her stomach as fear spread through her. She could believe that her father told such an outrageous story to everyone in the village. Her blonde head shook furiously. ‘No, milord,’ she insisted calmly. ‘I cannot do such a thing. No one can do… such a thing.’ ‘So, your father lied to his king?’. She peered at the alarm clock to see that it wasn't even four o'clock in the morning yet.She glanced across at Sam to see him soundly asleep, and tried to do the same ... but it was no good, every time she closed her eyes those big ugly looking scones leaped up accusingly at her.In the end she conceded defeat, and giving a little groan – she quietly slipped from the bed, and made her way down the stairs.She stalked into the kitchen and started to pull the ingredients together."I will not let. ..We should have sex!" Now my eyes got big and I was smiling. Sure we had joked if we were single that we would definitely hook up but Sharon was serious. "I've talked to my husband and he said go for it if I want to. I love my husband and I know you love your wife, but we have this connection and we shouldn't deny it .... especially at my age!" She gave a loud laugh, like she always did. When she said this at work she wasn't whispering it she boldly stated it and others heard it too. In that. She threw her hips back into the rhythm.Her orgasm subsided, but within a few strokes she felt another one starting to build. Two cums in one fuck! It had been a lot more than ten years since she had experienced that!Her arms weakened with excitement, and she slumped down onto her elbows. Her tits stopped slapping together and, instead, plopped heavily onto the carpet. Her nipples found their way deep into the thick rug and got the rubbing of their lives. Her dark, swollen areolas and much of.