I was serious too. I liked him. I dommed him once too.he always had a new fantasy, never dull."i hope you're over 1*." he quipped"just turned 1*" i lo...ked two years younger so my 'career'didn't end at **."i have a room rented in back. Let's go"That one drink had me drunk but thankfully not too drunk.i took his arm and headed for a whorehouse fuck room feelingmore excited about the experience than dirty. that same prostitute that grabbed my ass was still there,now with a few others, staring at. Their skills, coupled with Robyn’s surprising willingness to use her knife and sword at close quarters, added to their purses as much as Robyn’s fees for healing.As the afternoon drew to a close, locals began arriving for their evening meal. Robyn was gathering her supplies when a thin, exceedingly ugly man approached her. She had seen him before but not recently. “I hear that you have a cure for cock burners,” he said in a low-pitched voice.“I have a treatment, not a cure,” Robyn answered,. “I’ll never forget how he reminded me of my own son, who would’ve been about his age, had he not gotten killed a few years prior. I reckon right then was when I opened my heart and mind to that boy. The more I think about it now, the more I know it happened right then, before he even spoke.“When he looked at me, there was no sign of life in his pale gray eyes, but he was smiling. Then he spoke.“If I lived to be a thousand years old, I’d never forget the voice I heard that day. He spoke in a. She grabbed both of her large pillows and laid them one atop another then lay on her back on top of them. Her head tilted back looking at the wall, her throat stretched taut. I got up onto the bed and positioned myself by her head, my cock no more than two inches from her face. I grabbed onto both of her small tits, squeezing them very tightly as she reached back with her hand and guided my still wet cock into her waiting mouth. She loved taking me in her mouth for some reason so I fucked her.