He seated me next to him and my heart was pounding. It was difficult for me to eat as I was just too excited sitting next to the Captain of the ship. ...uring the meal, he turned to me and asked, "Do you have plans after dinner?" Why no Captain Glen," I replied, "I didn't." Well then would you care to join me in my room for an after dinner drink and some dancing?" he asked."Why I'd love that," I answered with a big smile.Well, that was the beginning of a whole new experience for me. When dinner. To say she was warmed up would be an understatement; she was on fire. I used those fingers in her ass to feed her pussy to my mouth and lick her clean, enjoying every bit of her cream filled center. I then went to her clit, licking, and gave it a good, long, hard suck, while playing with it in my lips. She was panting, and moaning hard by now, her orgasm was quickly approaching. I slipped two fingers in her pussy and started fucking her with both hands, two fingers in her ass and the two in her. "Meanwhile, give me a hand. The horses really like you."Mrs. Peabody was obese, but a good cook. The two, Marty and his missus, were clearly deeply in love with each other, even if she looked like an overstuffed sausage in her sweat pants and football jersey. She scowled at me until I presented her with the standard offerings I bring when a dinner guest: a loaf of French bread, a handful of flowers. It was a habit I picked up in Europe. Sometimes I even sprung for wine—but not tonight.Yes, I. Opening the box, he withdrew a sword."Your dedication as protector of the Princess has been commendable,Lieutenant Ulrich, but for such a duty, not any blade will do."The King motioned for Ulrich to stand and when upright, handed him thesword. As would any soldier, Ulrich admired a finely crafted weapon andeven a cursory look showed this to be the finest he had ever seen. Thescabbard was of tooled black leather and the tip was capped with a golddragon. The hilt was covered in matching black.