" Then I have good news for you," he said. "The journey to the castle will take three weeks through a possibly hostile province. Every day may bring a... opportunity to swing your axe." Oh husband, you do love me so much." She was gushing as she hugged the axe to her breast.Pardin called down Fuster. He ordered her to send a message to Bernie with his offer. A guaranteed delivery rate was negotiated along with threats, accusations and fairy foot stomping. Finally a fair deal with 99% guaranteed. She was sitting on the couch watching TV with her legs tightly crossed and fidgeting constantly. As much as I wanted to get home and cum, I was too curious about Mrs. Smith’s predicament to leave."Is something wrong?" I asked sarcastically taking a seat next to Mrs. Smith on the couch."Very funny,” Mrs. Smith responded, irritated by my blatant teasing. Mrs. Smith took a deep breath to regain her composure and said, “My bladder filled a bit quicker than I had hoped. I'm not sure I can hold it. “Itharnu korachude nalladhu” (This is way better).“Poda!” (Get lost!) She replied.We started making out again. Our tongues were exploring each other’s mouths while I began slowly fondling her breasts over her saree. Her nipples, hard like little steel bullets were begging me to come to bite them.I took one of her boobs into my hands kneading it while I reached down and began sucking her other nipple. She was giving out soft moans every time I bit her nipple lightly.My hand went further down,. Our first time we set up with an Italian massuer, again she is extremely naive and also shy with great fantasies, so I bought her some sexy outfits and a few toy's. I had her dressed in a long white chiffon blazer w/o buttons which exposed her small breasts , navel, down to her legs, had her wear a tight g-string bikini, and heals, over that I had her wear a larger jacket which covered her whole body what a SIGHT!!! We made contact, decided to meet at a nice hotel, went down to the lobby,.