The guys get caught and that's when the real fun begins!

I was close to add threats about rape and humiliation, but then realized the sword would most likely keep me to the literal meaning of the threats. Elisabeth Navore did not have a clue about me thinking about myself when I talked about a killer coming to punish her. “You are in league with some very scary people, aren't you?” she asked. “You really want to know?” I asked. “No, not amateur really. If you are caught it will the worse the more I know,” Elisabeth responded. A short while later we arrived at the city gates. Like I have hoped the city guards noted it was the noble lady returning to the city and they only made a few token questions about me and Elenore. The tale of her recruiting some new servants by the temple was not implausible, and searching the servants of noble lady was simply not done. The wagon entered the city and Elenore took hold of my hand as she looked out through the window of the wagon. We shared a quick look and I could see anticipation in her eyes. I smiled, things were looking promising. The house I just had purchased turned out to be rather small, slightly run down noble residence. It was obviously many years since the family had coins to spend on keeping the house looking prim and proper. We entered the petite house and by the disarray it was obvious Navore had been without servants for quite some time. “What happens now?” Elisabeth Navore asked when the door had been closed behind us. “Elenore will go to a market to purchase clothes for me and her. I assume you don't have many clothes left for servants, right?” I asked. “True, I had to give away almost everything as compensation for not being able to do the final payment to the employees,” Navore answered. “Any special demands for clothes?” Elenore asked. “I trust your judgment, but make sure to add a traders robe that fit me,” I said. Elenore fetched coins from the bedrolls and departed. “A trader's robe, why?” threesome Elisabeth Navore asked when Elenore was gone. “We need some cover story to explain why you suddenly can pay the debts while you previously could not,” I said. “My best idea is to claim I used to work for you husband in some remote town and got ordered to liquidate the business when your husband needed money, but got delayed on the way here so that I arrived too late.” “Sounds workable,” she commented. “I am wondering, you talked about me rehiring some of my old personal. Even with the money from you I don't have the funds to spare, care to explain what you were thinking?” “Sure,” I replied. “Some of your servants have surely found new Hardcore employment, but there are bound to be others now in misery. It would be very suspicious if you could afford keeping the house and hire new servants, but not help these old faithful skinny servants. You don't need to worry about the cost, I pay their salary in secret but I need you to act like you temporarily want to hire them again. You must not let them realize I am the one really in charge now.” “Yes, there might be two or three that fit your de***********ions,” Elisabeth Navore said. “Can you show me your husbands ledgers, I need to decide what remote place I arrived from,” I said. “Most certainly...mistress,” she responded. “No reason to be formal. I pay you for making it seem like you employ me,” I said. “This will take some time to get used to,” Elisabeth Navore said. “You will need to address me like a noblewoman if the servants should believe you are employed by me.” “I know the full court protocol. I just wish that she’d go faster because I can’t wait. She hung the star on the peak of the tree then found the end of a light string and plugged it in. And more importantly, now that I’m lifted from whatever influence this place had over the cul-de-sac why was I the only one? Well not in person, I’ve seen pictures and videos on the internet but I’ve never actually seen a naked guy before. He’s my friend. But I don’t believe there Hardcore is more. No stubble. “Ah, there’s no need for any of that now,” Lord Remington smiled. Carl asked. She types in the address and boom, down the driveway and onto the road we go. No more nonsense from you. Then I heard what must have been the man climbing into the frame because the next thing that I knew was that I felt his dick force my mouth open. He texts me back saying thank you for taking care of her. This caused me to ask what she meant by “playing the field.” She replied, “Sleeping with lots of women.” I watched every inch petite of his cock slide into her until his bloated skinny balls were banging against her ass. With the spreader bar at her ankles there was no way she could close her legs. After downing her whiskey, she poured another amateur and stripped out of her clothes, leaving in the plug and egg. I came again when his tongue went up my ass. It started with Melody. threesome Brown came somewhere in the middle, with a steady rhythm and bounce to her head.