“Just get it in already,” she grunted as she felt the dry pull. He released her and she pulled back gasping for air, smiling. Their heavy boots thudded in the empty corridor. “Where are we headed, my Lady?” one of them asked as he hefted his saddle. “I’ll be back before we are to leave, but if I’m not, I might need our men to help with the supply master.”
Royle left the apartment and was soon standing over the passed out supply master. “Come in Leona. Their heavy boots thudded in the empty corridor. Their heavy boots thudded in the empty corridor. You know what I want.”
Leona dropped back down. “The King has ordered us on a mission and The Lioness needs supplies!”
“Shove off!” the drunk man spluttered. She moaned as his shaft dug its way deeper inside her. “Any idea what’s happening?”
She pulled out a pair of wool beeches and cotton shirt. When he returned, she was still gasping, but it was more regular now. “Just get it in already,” she grunted as she felt the
