And Alistair, along with an equally smashed Oghren, was singing. Loudly.Eamon and Teagan bowed out, leaving the enthusiastic drunks to us. I shot thei... retreating backs dirty looks, then turned to Aedan."What in the Void... ?"Aedan shrugged sheepishly. "As, erm, distasteful as this is, it's actually a good sign. The tavern was full of nobles who are sick of Loghain – the lies, the civil war, his apparent inability to even keep Denerim safe – they kept toasting Alistair, and he really didn't. "Good night, Mrs. Kornikova," the guard said as he touched the bill of his cap to her as she went by. "Good evening, Mr. Sommers," Jennifer said as she forced a smile she did not feel. She was trying to hide her concern over the phone call she had just received.The guard, Nathan Sommers, watched her as she hurried out. He always tried to seem preoccupied with his job; watching the paintings and the visitors, to make sure they kept their respectable distance from the paintings.He watched the. Lying between Laura's thighs you admire the smooth shave that both their pussies have been given, and run a finger lightly over her clit. You smile, both at the small gasp of pleasure she gives and at the way she lifts herself closer to you hand, trying to keep your digit where it gives her such joy. You slip a finger into her smooth wetness and then remove it, trailing patterns of her juices across her pert breasts, which swell under your touch. "Yes..." she murmurs, and then you move away. Youbegin to squirm with pleasure… our hands still locked together… we begin to flail them slowly up anddown the bed to a private rhythm. I let go and begin to slide down your back slowly never removing mychest from your body. Kissing and caressing you all the way down to your ass…kissing, nibbling, andcaressing your ass like a true lover. Further down I go nibbling and caressing the backs of your thighs…you part your legs slightly as an invitation… but I’m not ready yet. I continue sliding down.