No, the men he has with them are not members of our legions. They’re something else; imposters, perhaps. Or, worse, a rogue contingent of some kind....��“‘Rogue contingent’?” Joric questioned quietly, his brow creased. “Heading to Wenland? Why would a ‘rogue contingent’ head to Wenland? Did no one question them?”“Who would?” Radu snorted. “The success of the Guards in its short life is legendary; they are considered the elite. Even the Imperial Guard defers to them in many matters; a situation. I hadn't seen it but he had his dick out and was probably stroking it because it was fully hard. I estimated that he was about seven and half inches long and moderately thick. When he has about to press his dick to my cunt lips and I told him to stop. His impatience had annoyed me."What, you're not going to let me?" Not like this."I put a hand to his chest and pushed him back. He fell onto his back, his feet by the couch."What the fuck are you doing?"I kicked off my pants and boxers and stood. This time her friends did more dancing but Brittany said no, it just didn't seem right without Jon there. She enjoyed watching other couples come and go. Some she knew, and talked to in-between dances. The friends she came, with especially Susan, tried to get her to dance with a couple of the guys who came by but she still said no. She had danced with others before: during her reception and at other parties since so she knew Jon would be Okay with it even if he had said he wasn't during their. When she saw that he was smiling and simply shaking his head, she relaxed and leaned against him.I heard him tell her in a very low voice, "It is not very becoming for a slave to obligate her master without his authority. We just may have to punish such impudence."She smiled up at him with obvious sexual humor and said softly, "Oh, Master Frank, I only did what I knew a benevolent master would do anyway. But I will, of course, accede to your punishment if you believe it is due." Then she got a.