Charles considered her for a long moment, then put down his fountain pen and slid the ledger he had been working on to the side. The weight of his ful... attention was tangible on her shoulders. “For what reason?” he asked evenly.“Disinterest. Negligence. Parasitism on my part,” she replied truthfully. “I have lived on your expenses for a whole year now and you have not demanded of me anything in return. It makes me feel useless and barely tolerated.” I might as well have stayed at my father’s. His hair was thinning though he’d managed to avoid any gray in his hair so far.Praetor Conna Delin, Praetor of the Army, was beside him. The woman was tall, almost six feet, but even through the gray, long-sleeved shirt of her uniform, it was evident she was heavily muscled. The familiar black tabard with silver lining, embossed in the center with crossed swords over a stylized, vaguely triangular shield, covered the customary, short sleeved, chain mail shirt commonly worn for ceremonial. ..when they did I could see that even though they were teenage boys they were both huge. the lady then came into frame and I could see it was my sexy host who was wearing just black hold up stockings . she told the boys to sit back down on the sofa and squeezed between them. Do you boys like my titties she asked they both nodded so she said well why don't you both give them a suck and with that they soon were both sucking hard on a teat each like two. Greatly perturbed by her ungrateful behavior, I rolled up a Phoenix Gazette and began whacking her rapidly across the nose, accenting each wallop with "bad girl!" Apparently, this worked since she whimpered and curled into a ball at my feet.The sight of her sniffing her anus was repulsive but did remind me to swing by Taco Bell on the way home. Suddenly crawling to her knees, arms behind her, the poster girl for submission, she said she had one more request. I nodded knowingly and urinated.