. my pleasure.”As quickly and quietly as possible, we donned our armor. The main room of the inn was quiet, the residents asleep. The central fire p...t was dampened down for the night, a soft smoke curl rising from it, the smell of the fresh pine boughs used to dampen the blaze filling the room. Smart – the fresh wood wouldn’t burn quickly, but as it dried in the heat, would make it easy to start up again later in the morning.The town of Ivarstead itself was quiet as we left the building. A town. “Like I could take on the world or something.”“Real original.” I smirked, remembering her saying that earlier.“Did you come up here to eat, or to give me snappy comebacks?” Molly shot back with a lowered eyebrow.“Little bit of column A, little bit of column B.” I retorted as I went into the fridge and retrieved some jam. I got some bread, toasted it, and sat down for a bit of innocent chatter from Molly, as well as words from beyond the grave from Chris. This lasted for a little while until. I can't... Please, no!” Screaming but obviously in ecstasy, Ashleigh's tight little cunt wrapped around me like a blanket, warm and cozy, and oh so sexy. I slammed myself in and out of her, splashing her juices all over me as she squirted again and again from her little mini-orgasms. My fingers brushed her clit as I stared into her eyes. My lips met hers as our bodies seemed to melt together, and I whispered into her mouth as she bit my lip, “If Ryan walks in the house, I want you to scream at. ("Fifteen full secondsSissy, and not a moment less!") He rests his hands confidently on his hips, (Superman style, in strictopposition to my Sissy Submission) as I feel his member stir and thengrow under his pants, and while mentally counting I reflect on how muchI HATE this and ohmygod how did I let this happen and I'm going to punchhim in his smug face and......And then, still nuzzling, I direct my gaze up as I plant a kiss onthe thin material covering his hardened manhood- the only time.