The innkeeper was busy for a few minutes filling mugs. Soon my few remaining brasses, and most of my coppers were gone. Still, I had a few silvers and...several golds, to tide me over. I didn't think I would be broke, before I finished my task."In answer to your question, I am Paul Landkur, Duke De Landkur, and I have come to demand answers from my vassal, Baron Slotfir. He has much to answer for," I said in an angry tone of voice."Now then, how long has this feeling of dread and despair been. You tell them you were just out for a walk, when these men started making their cat calls, which led to them following, and then chasing you. Of course, things turned ugly when they couldn’t decide who would go first, and they began to fight. That was when I arrived. Dazzled, I offer to give you a lift somewhere, to take you home and you say, ‘Before we go, I need to be honest. I wasn’t just out for a walk, I was hoping for some fun. But those guys… well they were a little too much.’ Pausing. I suppose if you wanted to describe me, you could say I am a people watcher.For some time I had noticed a young girl walk past the house about the same time every day when the local schools had finished. She was nothing special, just a young girl, looking a little sad at times, but never with any friends. I did notice that she seemed to be rather poorly dressed and I came to the conclusion that she came from a poor family. When it was raining she never seemed to have a raincoat, and when it was. I dozed off for a moment and then woke up with a jolt when I felt a hard slap on my face and my aunt was at my side. She locked my head with her legs and pushed my face to her pussy.My hands were tied, as my aunt held me tightly and I was not able to move at all. Then I felt someone spreading my ass and applying lubrication to it. I could not see as my aunt’s pussy was covering my face. I thought it must be Rajamma.First, I felt a finger go into my ass, then two, but these fingers are way.