"I'm sorry but it's true, yourcleavage is spectacular. Even though I know they're not real, I justcan't help but feel my eyes drawn there." It does l...ok pretty good," I admitted. "Feels kinda good too," I added,wondering if I was oversharing."Oh yeah? Maybe you'll have to let me judge for myself one of thesedays," he joked, prompting another punch to the arm from me."In your dreams, buddy. These," I said, gesturing to my chest, "are offlimits." I wondered even as I said it whether I was. They were in for a surprise. The Mayor Lauritz not only paid out the premium, but he had three casks of stout ale brought to the market place and tapped, to celebrate the peaceful end of the dispute, as he said. The Free Companions revelled in their victory and partook freely of the offered ale. When the casks were empty, two more were brought. The landsknechte emptied those, too, and by evening, most lay asleep against the walls of the houses that lined the market place.Joerg was one of the. "It was fine." I say, a smile playing across my face. Her face lights up and she laughs. "You got laid. Why Damien, I'm so proud." She says mockingly. "You seeing her again?" I nod."Yea, gonna see that movie playing in the drive in." She smiles wickedly. "Wanna double? I'm sure Valerie wanted to see it. And of course I get to meet, what was her name, Selene?" I sigh. 'Shell and her protectiveness.' "Yea sure, we can meet up Tuesday." She gets off the bed. "Great. See ya there." I shake my head. I jump as I penetrate myself and hold still for just a moment, savoring the feeling. Soon I begin moving the finger back-and-forth inside of my pussy surrendering to my need. Several minutes go by and with my eyes are still closed. I’m blinded to everything but my need for sexual fulfillment and relief.A second finger joins the first. Moving back-and-forth, it causes even more of my juices to flow. I’m moving uncontrollably in the seat of the car as I play with my pussy. Increasingly, the.