Triander shot back the last of his gin & tonic. He was really grunting and driving her deep while she panted “…fuck me…fuck me…fuck me!!”
Llisanya was envious. “That’s Russeau. “Tell me about that…”
While her blouse was being undone, Llisanya told Lord Vishra how she had murdered her Daddy. For the moment, he forgot about Cadwarra and her big breasts. She had trotted along chatting with Lady Vishra like they were best friends while Llisanya the servant had been obliged to walk three steps behind the Matron. The other girls got used to her being the favourite of the older clients. He was really grunting and driving her deep while she panted “…fuck me…fuck me…fuck me!!”
Llisanya was envious. “Fiona suspects you have used that dagger before” Lord Vishra prompted as he began to unbutton her shirt, beginning at the top button and working down. Llisanya passed the wine-soaked clothes to the Housekeeper.
