When the last layer of cloth was taken off and piled up next to her, all she could do was avert her embarassed glance and close her legs tight. She kn...w it was futile but these mannarism were taught early and given up hardly. Stemming his weight on his left arm, he bent forward, his hand reaching for her thigh. It was a rough from years of climbing in the mountains escaping retainers, or climbing walls to steal- or the practice with his sword. His hand moved up and for a moment she thought it. His cock hung heavy in her grip as she lifted it and took it into her mouth. She'd never had one of such size and she fought to part her teeth wide enough to take it all. It filled her mouth and the length of it turned downward into her throat and chest as she relaxed and committed herself to receiving it fully. Breathing was difficult, but she didn't care. Her small pussy grew wetter with each stroke he made into her throat, as she listened to her own gurgling sounds. She had fantasized often. "Oh my god, what had he heard? I had no idea that anyone else was in the house.I tried to brush it off, "Oh yeah, sorry about that man, H can get very loud. I hope we didn't disturb you too much." I almost asked, trying to hide my embarrassment."And not just H." He said, with a smile, looking me in my eyes. "I heard you." He stated, nodding at me, almost accusingly.My mind was spinning. I didn't know what any of this meant. What had he heard? We were doing some pretty kinky stuff."And now. Why should he present himself at the Reform? His friends no longer expected him there. As Phileas Fogg had not appeared in the saloon on the evening before (Saturday, the 21st of December, at a quarter before nine), he had lost his wager. It was not even necessary that he should go to his bankers for the twenty thousand pounds; for his antagonists already had his cheque in their hands, and they had only to fill it out and send it to the Barings to have the amount transferred to their credit.Mr..