For us."The muffled words he tried to repeat again and again under Lenarta's hand were the ones in his language that they would be learning well. "Ple...se", "don't", "stop." Something in that vein. Oh, the sweet urgency of his useless begging!Dimillah laughed at his distress. "Ah, don't fuss! Soon we shall be doing things to you to make you wish I was still stroking you. We have such delicious ways to play with your most sensitive bits!"The women snickered in aroused delight.She kept going until. " Roundmoore yelled. Laurel turned to leave "here now where are you going?" Laurel looked over her shoulder "you told the women to get out, I'm a woman too" Roundmoore glowered at her "not you! the cleaning women, damn impertinence" Laurel chuckled then sat down next to the old man "how is your leg today, have you taken your tea and herbs?"After the cleaning women had left, Laurel bent over and unbandaged his leg, it looked a hundred percent better "there is no need to keep your leg bandaged,. After cleaning up she made me lie on my back and sat on my thighs, holding my half erected dick and stroking it slowly and giving me naughty smiles. After few minutes I was ready for the second round. She was holding my dick and then sat on it making it slid inside her pussy. She moaned loudly and started riding me slowly. At first, it was slow and steady. But later when her pain changed into pleasure she increased the speed and started riding her too fast. Her boobs were going up and down, up. ’ Scott was looking down into his glass, a very serious expression forming on his face. ‘So after this whole incident,’ I said, ‘I feel like I’m losing something very special. Maybe special is the wrong word. Significant.’ It was quiet for a few moments. Then Scott cleared his throat and asked, ‘You wanna move to the couch?’ I smiled and nodded. He stood up and said, ‘Bring your glass. I’ll get the bottle.’ Scott sat on the far side of the couch with his legs spread out. I nestled in with.