She bent forward opened the lips of her vagina with her fingers and said, “Lick until I order you to stop.”I used my fingers to open her vagina wi...er, to which the horny married woman pushed my hand away and said, “Only lick, you dumbass”. I said, “yes ma’am” and started licking her vagina.I moved my tongue up and down her vagina by hardening the tip of my tongue. I pushed her a little down and grabbed her clitoris with my lips and sucked hard on it.I cupped her ass and pulled her down whenever. Denae had made several valid points. There were few if any flaws in her argument. The only sticking point would be Jorgarn. Neither knew for certain if he would accept the Lordship or even the role as Knight Protector.Cruit Symington's happiness was tempered by the knowledge that he was forced to move quickly. His goal of being Knight Protector for the Crown was evaporating. His duties to the Emertland Guard had forced him to miss several opportunities to impress the King and the Princess. Then. Her Tail!One day she would meet the son of a rich family, get married and never have to do anything but have a couple of kids and look good for her adoring hubby. Oh yeah, and give him what he wanted in bed to keep him happy. Easy!Well, reality came a-knocking one night when she chose the wrong bar to mess around in.All she had on was a very low cut white satin top, that had her 36c’s and pointy nipples well shown off, red high heels and a red micro-skirt that just about covered her arse. Hard working, brutally-strong and silent types. Her types. The kind of men she had always felt the most strongly drawn to. The fierce, brave look of determination showing on their faces in the firelighted glow. What a scene! She almost wished she were a photographer or an artist to capture it.The smell of that coal mingled with the sweat of their fine, rippling bodies. The atmosphere was heady inside here. It was going to her head, and elsewhere. She stood with her legs a bit apart and felt a.