.. Listen, Marty, it’s kind of complicated.”“What’s complicated? ... Have I worn out my welcome already?”“No, no, it’s nothing like that... Not at all! All of us want you to come back and stay here for the whole off-season.”“If it’s a money thing, I’ve planned all along to pay my way. Listen, Sarah, they pay me real good up here. Just these six or seven weeks in the big leagues, I’ve paid off every bill I ever had. I won’t be a freeloader there.”“I know that, Marty. That’s never been an. The lamia gave me a questioning look, her golden, cat-slitted eyes wide.“They show their love and unite together to power the magic of their blessing ritual,” I whispered to her as Otmar’s hands caressed his wife’s curvy body. “Don’t masturbate.”“But...” Zanyia squirmed, her hand squeezing mine tight.“That’ll be hard,” Nathalie whispered as she knelt on my other side, holding Greta’s hand.“Uh-huh,” my busty bedmaid nodded. “He’s sexy for an older man. Look at that body. He’s still fit.”“And. I slide my tongue up to her clit, gave it a flick. "Ahhh, fuck!" Yes, that was working. I wrapped my lips around the little bud, sucked it into my mouth."Oooohhhh, yessssss!" She shoved her hips out against my mouth, arched her back. I raked my teeth over her clit. Kara stiffened, shuddered. Her back slammed back down on the bed, then arched up again. She let out a couple of huge gasps, then pushed my head away from her crotch."Stop! God! Oh! Fuck!" She was still shaking and gasping. Do not worry, Senorita." The driver smiled uneasily behind his thick mustache. "You will be fine if you remain in the carriage." Sure. Fine. Whatever. Just kick the mule into a quicker stride, por favor?" Virago hiked up her voluminous skirts and disappeared into the carriage.The carriage was dusty and dark, but at least the view of the sun setting on the plains eased her aggravation for a few moments. The dress was confining and odd. She hated dresses. Undoubtedly the leprechaun had a hand in.