” Her eyes melted as I stared into them, she always ached to be filled again. I guided her hand over her belly.“Full like it is meant to be, we we...e born to have babies together.”At this she pushed harder against me and moaned my name over and over, as fountains of her juices soaked my cock and the sheets. I pushed deep inside and flooded her pussy as it spasmed around me. Our breathing slowed as I held her tightly, flexed my cock, and shot just a little more seed inside.“Oh, my man” she moaned. The chariot driver was there and the informant - a minor slave owner whose so-called champion Francine recalled contemptuously knocking senseless during her first winter here.This man related what the chariot driver has said in the tavern."Is this true, Morgan>" Yes, but she meant no har..." Never mind your opinions! Stick to the facts. Did she call you what this man alleges?" Yes, Mistress." Very well, Morgan you may go. Frederica bring Gottman and four guards. Tell them Francine is to be put. “You didn’t miss a detail, love. I’m a little bit excited just listening to your story,” Sean teased.“They were out on the back deck where anyone could see them. Of course I saw everything that happened,” Tara said.“So where was it that you were standing when you saw them?” Sean asked his wife, with as solemn a look as he could muster.“Out behind the shop. Under the awning,” Tara answered.“What were you working on out there?” he questioned.Tara hadn’t been ready for this line of questioning.. A thrill coursed through her. Lupe was staring intently at the animal. She slipped into the brush, circling around behind as quietly as she could, trying to keep her breathing quiet. She didn't think the deer had seen her, focused as it was on the wolf. She got within ten feet of it before it bolted away from her. It bounced as she chased it, heedless of scratches from the branches. Then it froze as it realized it was near the wolf, and she tackled its back legs, throwing it to the ground. A.