Then Heather thrust her hips up and wrapped her legs around CJ, keeping his face buried in my little girl's pussy.After a few twitches and panting bre...ths, Heather commanded, "My turn. Lay down. This way." Heather turned in the bed, so CJ's head would be towards the camera, her face looking directly at me.Heather kept her eyes on the camera lens as she bent down between her boyfriend's legs. She rubbed her tits on his very hard cock, filling the room with both of their moans. Then Heather. Attached to the entryway walls on heavy hinges near their outer edges were the yetts. These are large iron grills composed of alternate thick horizontal and vertical iron bars spaced about seven inches apart. The yetts opened outward and the gates opened inward.Above the entrance was a machicolation, which projected out from the wall and was supported on corbels. There were openings in the bottom of it so the defenders could protect the main entrance by firing arrows at those below, or dropping. I could taste her flavor, her pussy, her ass. The sweat from her back that ran down her ass and stayed there. Her asshole scent, not feces, but sweat from different glands that contain pheromones. Her pretty pussy scent and the salty, sweaty taste of her vaginal secretions caked into her pussy lips. The sweat from her pubic hair that had a similar pheromone scent and taste. Like a starving man at a smorgasbord, I didn't know where to go first. Erica was going to town on my cock. Alternately. It also has to be a wallet that I cannot loose, that cannot be stolen, that I can’t give away, I can’t even throw it away. All I can do is not open it. On top of that, to keep me honest and a decent human being, limit the amount of cash to be the same as compared to the local economy, say 10 grand.” “Ye’ve certainly taken yer time to think all this out,” he said with a twinkle. “Hold still and donn be movin, the third one is always the worst. Makes it stick I guess,”.