You were getting what we could never get it home.As I slid my cock in and out of her ass, I thought it would be very erotic, to talk to her, about her...sex life with her husband. I don't know why, but it may be hot, to hear her talk about someone else fucking her."When was the last time he fucked you?" My husband fucked me three days ago. He came home and something must've excited him at work, I don't know what. All I know is that he wanted sex, that night. He asked me if I would watch a porno. He could hear her shuffling around in the bathroom as she undressed, but his more immediate attention was on Rachael. The girl was so gorgeous and sexy, and she was naked with him in bed right now. He wasn't going to pass up this opportunity.After a few minutes, the bathroom door opened. Jeff glanced over and grinned. Allison stood there, wearing that tiny little bikini that she had nearly seduced him in earlier that week. It was very sexy, showing plenty of skin in all the right places.Rachael. “I’ll request that Vaniralla Freya visit to discuss the use of Æsir warriors,” Morgana said soothingly.“That might be best,” Ferrimoot acknowledged.The meeting broke up after that and other than a few discussions between Mages, nothing new arose and so we retired for the night.The following morning I was surprised to find Vaniralla Freya had already arrived along with her personal dróttina which it appeared she never went anywhere without.“Greetings, Vaniralla Freya,” I intoned and gave her a. Jamie nodded, knowing what he was thinking. ‘He was the boatswain,’ she whispered. Luke swore, released Jamie to shove rough hands through his hair. A regular seaman wouldn’t have been so bad, wouldn’t have cause much of a stir. But the murder of a master mariner—someone with special skills, someone who would need to be replaced, someone who was popular—would garner more attention, would merit an investigation, and would warrant a search for his killer. Then certain things Jamie had said began.