I’d left my sword cane back at our brothel room in the city, with much of my other traveling possessions, not that the slender blade would have been...useful here either. It didn’t fit my cover as a common merchant and it was too big for hiding my pack anyway, not that I would have time to rummage for it now in any case. I did have my pistols, but I’d heard mixed reports of their usefulness, even before I watched Flerrie’s larger and more powerful pistol shot fail to penetrate the creature’s. “Daddy’s slutty little anal whore!” not sure where that came from but the words leapt from my mouth and Brittany seemed to love it. I pulled back hard on her hair and I knew it would be long before I popped and I guess Brittany knew it as well.“You going to cum for me Daddy? You going to cum for your daughter?”“Oh fuck yes Brittany!”“Oh do it Daddy! I want my Daddy’s hot cum all over me!” truth be told I could have came already but didn’t want this feeling to end but eventually I couldn’t hold. “I love the way you take me inside. I love how tight and warm you are around my cock. I can feel the walls of your pussy contracting. Just begging me to fuck you.” “Is this what you want?” you ask. “Do you like to feel my cock buried in your ass?” “YES, oh fuck, yes!” I say to you. “I love it when you fuck me.” “Please, fuck me. I need to come all over your cock!” “I’m going to make you cum, then I’m going to fill your ass with my hot seed.” I feel your hands. ." The casual way he found himselfsaying it came as a shock - to her as well, he realised.He looked up at her and smiled. "Maybe that's the reason for the suddeninterest in make-up," he said."Pete, can I ask something personal? Are you still, you know -?"He smiled. "Anatomically correct? Just about, though I'm not the man Iwas." He shrugged. "I think I'll be leaving the seat permanently downafter a few more weeks." You're so... I mean, Cameron and Danny would be on suicide watch ifthis was.