The celebratory meal was marred by the display of one dead Rus who had lost his life in the fight. None of the others were even wounded. Many words ...f praise were spoken in honor of the dead Rus. His wife wept over his body. That evening after the meal she was fucked by one Rus after another. I was told that this was to help her cope with her loss. She would in two days be taken as a wife by lot by one of the men who had no Rus wife.The next day a replica of a Viking dragon boat was. I checked her out through out the function and got to know her name from my friend. I just pinged her randomly one evening. I never thought I would get a reply from her but she did after a few days.About Meenu, she’s one hot looking female with amazing assets and a smile to die for. Her stats are 35- 29- 36. Initially, for a few days, it was just normal conversations. We started opening up to each other after two months. She had a boy friend back in the college, a Muslim fellow. Things didn’t. She patted the bed next to him and I climbed up and lay so that my cock was within reach of her hands and mouth. She took my cock in her hand and began to really fuck the man under her. She didn't do much with my cock but she really worked on the cock inside her. It wasn't long before she began the familiar moan of her approaching orgasm. "I'm cumming" she purred and then dived down to take me in her eager mouth, moaning through what was an intense orgasm. She sat up saying "Oh Wow! I needed. . “convincingly”.Bobby had questioned him on that.“What, exactly would I be required to do ... convincingly?” he’s asked.“She will be your guide on that matter,” said the old man, as if it were nothing of importance. “You just be there to see to her needs, and convince those young people she’s trying to impress that she caught herself a good man.”“That might get ... awkward,” said Bobby.“I can see how it might,” said the old man, looking Bobby right in the eye.Bobby had expressed an opinion.