He hummed deeply—hungrily as her socks sexily hugged moist, nubile legs which were pressed together so her fine derriere and tightness took center s...age. Caius was enraptured. His clasp enveloped Marishka’s nape securely, she whimpered as he used its hair to fuck yet harder. What a woman.One hand affectionately caressed her bright red ass and squeezed. Buoyant auburn locks and bosom fly forward and she shrieks in delighted Hungarian when Caius latches onto Marishka possessively. He pulls so. " Just call the captain when you are ready; tell him where and when, and he will send the next one on his schedule. Never choose one by name, understand? They are, theoretically all the same."The girl nodded and licked her lips. She had been allowed to observe the last swearing in of new members of the Queens' Own Lancers, as the palace guard was properly known. The novices had appeared before her mother naked, gleaming with oil, their phalluses fully engorged but not aroused, looking like. She was nervous still and I was too but out lust for each other was so much that fear had to wait.I started kissing her feet and slowly moved upwards, her soft thighs and I reached her vagina. She was wet, I could smell it, that strong pungent smell was irresistible. I held her legs and opened them wide, the room was filled with the smell of her wetness now and my brains switched off, it was just our lusts now.I went closer and placed my nose just outside her opening, that smell, it was like a. Aedan and Zevran were there as well, but the other Wardens were nowhere to be seen – not that I could blame them. I’d have slept in too, given the choice.Greagoir nodded at me, and I returned the gesture. I hugged my brothers – _Zevran counts, especially given he calls me mia sorella and I call him mio fratello half the time_ – and found myself a plate of food to appease the Warden appetite. I sat down with the four men – my brothers, my husband, and Greagoir – and once I had taken a few.