I stopped her hand and managed to mumble “this is not right… we shouldn’t be doing this”She put her other hand on my face and with a mischievo...s smile, said “ssshhh! It’s okay.. I know you need it and I know I need it. Don’t talk”. She pushed me on the couch and stood. She raised her night dress and I could see her in all her naked glory. That soft, almost translucent skin, wide flared hips, long legs. I felt dizzy. She sat on the couch, caressed my face and my chest. Her other hand took one of. If he had just set sail with those he had already then we would never have caught him."He saw Valith's face pale. "One hundred and fifty? Where would he get so many men? How many captives did he take?" Well, he had seven teams out with orders to take a minimum of thirty slaves each. We captured one, that left six, so if each team has between thirty and forty captives, we could be looking at between one hundred and eighty and two hundred and forty." said Tom.Valith's jaw dropped. "We didn't stop. "Thanks, baby," She purred. "You're a really dirty old man, aren't you?" "I've been called worse," I said as I watched her wiggle her tits into her little bra. "But you're a cute dirty old man," Angel said with a smile. "Come back and see me again. We'll see what happens." I returned to my stool at the bar. I had a semi-hard cock which was my acid test that Angel's lapper was pretty good and definitely better than average. However, your mileage may vary. After I got home, I took a shower to. Otherwise I'd have been left high and dry like what you did with Leslie."I knew that we'd have our separate ideas about which of us was the one most at fault for our failure to get greater pleasure from our coupling. It didn't matter much to either of us. We'd both managed to come, and there was little else either of us had targeted as goals.We both turned away from each other and went to sleep. I had a short dream about Leslie. In my dream, she was as old as she now was, but able to walk.