It had three spires and a walled city surrounding it.I asked if the kids had any knowledge of this city, the king, or the area, and came up with nothi...g. Meri was from the principality west of here, and so was the lad.We approached from the south. I had the kids look around and take turns stating what was different about this city than the towns that we passed through.First and foremost this town was completely walled, not even the town that the duchy was in was walled, and most of those walls. Physically and mentally. And then the words that always come.“Mr. Jones, please turn over now. I’ll do your front.”I turned, my cock springing free from under my body weight. Grace giggled. “Mr. Jones, you are pleased to see me?”As Grace smiled at me I felt myself blushing. Knowing that Joel the chef had a cock much bigger than mine, I couldn’t help but wonder what Grace thought of my five inches. Were all the men around here as big as Joel? Common sense said no, but I worried that she thought. “Faster, cuck or I’ll let you go without cumming. You haven’t cum in days, I bet you have a whole lot built up in there.” “Uhh, please,” he said into her breasts as he sucked her nipple. “Cum!” She commanded and grinded again down onto his chest and she felt him shudder. His body jerked and she felt his cock explode, the warm spurts of cum landing onto his stomach and some starting to leak onto her hand. She continued milking his cock and he winced in slight pain. “Oh, baby. That was awesome,”. I shook my head to clear it and answered the beeping noise on my belt. It was Gibson. ‘Yes LT?’ ‘Were you off sl**ping again?’ ‘No.’ I shinned the flash light on my watch. I had lost over an hour. Jane was nowhere in sight. On a hunch I looked at the tombstone. It had the original name of Jane Apple scratched out and a new name scribbled beneath it, Sarah Green. A birth date was added too. April 21st, 1864. She was 29 when she was murdered. Since her body was found in the morning of the 22nd.