”“You’re a general, and you can’t even properly string a bow.” “I was a baker, Adrianna. Our best markswomen were huntresses, our best swo...dswomen were sugar-cane farmers, and our best calvary were cowgirls.” She gave me a stern look, “When it comes to killing, it doesn’t really matter what you were.” “Any maniac can justify murder.” “Is that what you did when you raided orc villages?”“Are you a rebel or a bandit?” I snapped. “What’s your endgame? To sit on the throne yourself? To tear it all. The boy's piss was amazingly hot, and even more amazingly, she'd already gotten used to the taste of it. She'd ceased to gag, and she was even beginning to enjoy drinking the boy's piss. It couldn't be much worse than drinking his cum, and besides, the zinging of the piss through the boy's cock was for some reason causing a zinging sensation in her pussy-lips. She moved to squeeze her legs together, then realized that the ropes were holding her legs in a near full-split position."Ah, that felt. Pehle uske gale ko, fir hoth ko chooma, fir uski 33 sized choochiyon ko dabaya. Behad naram aur komal.. uska shareer garam aisa tha maano usko bukhar ho ! didi ke nipples ko mai jab bhi dabata didi k muh se “aah, uuuuuuuhhhhhh” ki aawazein niklti. Didi k nipples ko khoob chaata, chooma maine, bahut pyare boobs hain.. didi ko bhi maza aa raha tha wo bhi apni chhaati upar kar kar k mere muh me apne boobs de rahi thi.Didi ne kaha – “Ravi.. jaan ab raha nahi jata,, please.. karo na..”Me – “Di mai. After coffee, we went to the studio for Marcyne’s sword drill and meditation.After we were loosened and in touch with our enemies, we broke out of the formal drill. In her warrior way, Marcyne’s body, reminiscent of a far bigger cat than James, appealed to men and women both, although her primary interest remained the latter. She did hug me, a bit longer than in the past.Previously, Arlene had used her grounded strength to challenge Marcyne, without resolution. Arlene wanted to repeat, and.