.. !"Good Lord... what an experience!" Carol breathed, sensing the moisture seeping warmly from between her swollen vaginal lips and down against the ...hin sheer nylon of her panty crotch-band. She squirmed down into the cheap chair cushion, welcoming its pressured hardness against the wetly tingling softness of her roused loins. She raised her glass to her lips only to remember it was empty. "Sh-Shall we have another... and take it to bed with us, Peg?"The vibrant brunette, once more herself,. Promise?"She looked contrite."Yes, Aled," she said, and waited."It's not Aled," I said with a straight face.She actually squealed, something I'd never heard her do before, I least I didn't think so. "You've remembered! Well?" It's Allan Jonsson."She flung her arms round me and hugged me hard while avoiding my tender bits."Two Ls two Ss no H! One of your earliest memories. I'm so glad," she whispered, "but why keep it secret? What's the problem?" I've remembered something else. I think I have a. "Second question," he said. "How many cocks have you sucked?"I hesitated even longer with this question. I wasn't sure how to answer it. I saw Kevin getting impatient and I blurted out, "I never sucked a cock sir. I kissed one a few times but I hated it. It was so demeaning. I just couldn't do it. It is so nasty."He laughed again and said, "I didn't think so. I'm not even going to ask you if anyone has every fucked your tight ass. I know that's a cherry."He stood there, close enough to touch,. .. how do I put this, take care of an urgent personal task for me. It would require you to travel to the Riverlands, posthaste, and aid in freeing Edmure Tully, my uncle, from his dungeon, or at least discover if he has been liberated. If he has, what has he been doing and why haven’t we heard from him, you see? There has been, so far, no word, no messages, no ravens, nothing from Uncle Edmure, and he owes my brother his fealty, so why hasn’t he communicated with him? This is very alarming.