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Finding armor that fit riding me up in the highlands had tight turned very difficult. It was a shame that Nachal twice had destroyed what I found so far. The first armor had even been a custom fitted one that I really liked. "I understand," she said. "Anyway, all this talk to get to the gist of it. I think I can do my part of getting us through the pass, but it will be a sacrifice to me. I need to understand why we so desperately must get down from the highlands this autumn. If we wait for spring there should be plenty of caravans. Caravans that are so large that bandits won't college dare to attack them even if they know you carry a fortune. We might need to shake followers when we get down to the coast, but with all the people that travel in the spring that should be doable even if your fortune was known." I paused to consider her words, but her objection did not change my mind. "It is a good question, but I don't dare to shaved halt my search. Spending a winter with you in my bed sounds very tempting, but what if the sword think it is a too long break from the search and pulls back its granted strength? The previous owner died since the sword destroyed her armor and I suspect it also removed the granted super strength. She actually managed to overcome the opponent, but was stuck below her dead horse. Pushing herself free should been a simple task with the magical strength granted by the sword, but she instead cut off her leg. A foolish act since she died there from the blood loss. Anyway I am also worried how much gossip it would attract if word spread that we have coins enough to stay at an Inn for the whole winter without any work to support us." "I did not think about that," she responded and pressed her body close to mine. By now I was seriously tempted for some morning sex, but I was also starting to get worried about it being late. "We need to get up so that the caravan not leaves without us," I said. "What about clothes?" she asked. "Remember, you destroyed mine yesterday." "We still have some spares from the bandits I fought," I answered. "Great, me also having to wear worn male clothes," she complained. "Inheriting male clothes seem rather common here on the countryside, also I think you will have an easier time with the caravan guards with such clothes," I said. I smiled at her groan at the clothes we found in my backpack, they were not pretty. Maybe I cum should buy us something more descent when we got down to the coastal cities. After all it was nice to have a pair of so very talented hands at hand, so stroking her ego in return might seem wise. It would also not hurt for me to get to see more of her skin than shown with the male clothes. "You can't be serious?" When will it work right on me?” That's what the halos do. Kiera saw it, and her eyes lingered on me, her gaze becoming unfocused with desire. Sue got busy right away. Rohit, on the other hand, was perfect. The only detail I left out was which teacher Megan had sex with, as I was sure Jenna would seek justice for her. “What's the point of editing the town unless we're guaranteed to be in charge. “so tell college me little elf have you been humped by an Orc?” cum I was completely oblivious to what she riding meant by that. Ever since Stephen’s father passed away from a work-related accident, she felt like it was her duty to be both a fun-loving father, and a nurturing mother. She begins to shaved tight straddle me again but I stop her. Her eyes locked onto my member, which was about 5 or so inches flaccid and nice and thick. We kept talking and the weed and alcohol was having its effect. My tongue danced through her juicy pussy. You know…did you picture your hard cock slipping up her wet love tunnel?” Most of the routes went through meandering fields which were between towns. I could feel her body giving out in the wake of at least a mini-orgasm as she moaned loudly, “I’m your fucking slut, Adam Watson.” Was her weak, mumbled reply. Actually, she probably would have been glad to know she had the extra room, the full benefit of the down quilt. Pressing onward and deeper, I had never felt such tightness before.