The guy was surely sliding in and out of her faster and faster as they climaxed together and laughed about Falco. He headed to the bridge with the tunnel to the well. What a whore, but that was how he liked his whores. Fuck Qeynos women, he thought…AND FUCK CADWARRA!!!! His balls, strangely heavy, rolled around as he moved. He unrolled his sleeve to take out the message to Arabella, written on the back of a receipt acknowledging that his prison garb was on loan to him and that it must be returned within thirty days. I spent three gold on all that stuff.”
“What!?” Sprockfuddle looked up while wiping the cum from his hand with the bedsheet . Annie grunted urgently for Arabella to stop pushing on her head. “I thought you only had messages for Sprockfuddle” Arabella chided him laconically.
