That bastard has gotten exactly what he deserved. A Khajiit merchant that brings us supplies in regularly from Windhelm mentioned that there had been ... ... tragedy ... there recently. I’m not sorry that Nilsine is dead now.” She smiled at me. “You know, you’re a quite attractive woman. Perhaps if you ever need anything, you’ll keep me in mind? I’m quite good with potions, too.”“Perhaps. But there is also one minor matter, of course.”“Oh, silly me. Of course, your payment. Here.” She handed me a. They often said the same thing at the same time. Secretly, both were pleased by that. They had always been close, which nobody thought was unusual. The competition they had engaged in lately had more to do with adolescence and peer pressure than any real desire to lessen the bond they had always felt.And now, the simple act of answering together somehow made things better. They would get through this, somehow, and they'd do it together.Their dad stirred the eggs and moved the cast iron skillet. .I started making slow movements and then proceeded to being rough and wild, she was complaining to go slow for her but I was too desperate for her for too much time, so I continued to fuck her hard.Now I placed her legs over my shoulders and penetrated her very deeply till I could touch the tip of her womb, she shouted with pain and pleasure, and fucked her in that position for 5 mins during which she cummed,Now I took her to doggy style and licked her asshole and pussy and then entered from. “Why, hello there, Norman old chap!” he roared, his penis erect and a full foot in length, the size (would you believe it!) of Colonel Norman’s own member when erect. But not now, of course, as it limped sorrowfully over the side of the divan where he sat, not so much spent as unused. “Done and dusted?” “Indeed, Nichols!” Colonel Norman lied. “And a fine wench she was too!” Later, back at the barracks, Colonel Norman was feeling very much frustrated. He’d had his penis twiddled and twisted so.