Her milky white freckled skin was usually hidden underneath thick plate, with an armoured skirt to improve mobility. In battle she wielded a hammer an... a heavy shield. Despite her fearlessness in combat, her noble upbringing had isolated her from the real world. This meant she was completely naïve about social situations, often becoming anxious and sometimes being taken advantage of due to her innocence, unrelenting honesty, and gullibility.Her stoic second in command, and closest friend, was a. It is important to picture this in your mind to fully understand the story here. When I got to the drivers door I opened it grabbed the change of clothes and stood there with the door open which shielded me from view of anyone in front of the van to some degree. I looked toward the back of the van to make sure no one was coming from that way. I then took off my shirt tossed it in the van and looked around again. There was someone about 35 ft away rooting arount in their trunk but they were. But she spread her pussy and began pushing it out. It was all I could do to swallow as fast as it was coming out. Actually it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be and after a while, I began to enjoy it.Brooke really got off on it and rarely missed an opportunity in the future to have me suck the seed back out of her cunt. She said we shouldn't waste it and she now always had me clean her up after I deposited a hot load in her pussy. As the weeks passed, while I still fucked her occasionally,. I found Maria in the upstairs guest bedroom, one that my father had converted into a study and my mom had then repurposed for an exercise room. The elliptical and old lady weights in one corner and the big teak desk and sumptuous leather chairs in the other were a perfect commentary on the state of their shitty marriage. Our Filipino maid was dusting the glass bookshelf, her cleaning tools in a bucket down by her feet. I could hear my footsteps approach and so could she, but I could tell that.