She laid there with sweat on her forehead as I bent down and kissed her pussy she shuddered. I got dressed and went outside for a smoke, when I’d fi...ished and she was ready she got back in the car, as I sat in the front she looked embarrassed, we dropped Richard off and was driving towards my house. When she announced “Just because I fancied him it turned out he was poor I’m really glad you were there to make it good”.She started crying as she drove, I directed her towards an isolated car park. Why do you think I was so long in the shower?”“Okay,” I whispered.Beca put her soft hand on my cock and began to stroke. A little bead of precome began to form at the tip of my penis but before she touched it, she licked her hand thoroughly and spit in it. Once she collected the precome with the spittle, her hand glided smoothly up and down my shaft.I reached around her shoulders and held her to me, kissing her head. She wasn’t looking up at me for a kiss, her attention fixed on my cock and her. I knew that there must be more damage here to repair too. I listened to the slightly quieter camp and detected some Latin being spoken and had to assume this was why we had been successfully attacked. We were probably ambushed and I wondered why I had not detected them soon enough to use the cannons on them. Some men came near the tent and angry voices were heard but again I could not tell what was being said.Before pulling my senses in I tried to contact Jón and it was as if he didn't hear me.. It was all very exciting, but rather troubling at the same time.Whilst I was shaving, the phone rang. Of course – it was Jennifer.“Good morning Miss,” I remembered to say.“Peter, would you be a darling and come over in about twenty minutes. We need to have a little chat,” she replied.“Yes, I’m not busy – see you then Miss,” was my response.At the appointed time, I rang the bell (at the tradesman’s entrance), so be greeted by a vision of sex on legs. Jennifer was wearing a short skirt exposing.