Basting my fingers in the congealed fat from the ribs, I smeared the grease between her bum cheeks, she moaned as my slippery digit went up into her a...ss hole.My hard penis slid easily up into the hole my finger had just left. With each thrust, my prick nudged her already sensitized prostate. I felt her slip her hand between her legs to try and ease the aching in her balls. I too, pushed a hand down to help her with the task. Her stiff little prick was sticky with pre-cum.“Let’s not waste that,". There were two men in the hall and they started into the room and then stopped as they realized where I was standing.One was a city guard and the other was a merchant by his clothes. The merchant cleared his throat, “We heard that you are ... very good with your weapons.”I waited and he shifted from foot to foot before clearing his throat, “We have a serious problem just outside the city walls. A creature has nested in some rocks and attacks anyone that tries to enter or leave by the western. . swimmers shave their legs don't they? The wholemetrosexual thing even has guys doing their brows. She didn't say they hadto be feminine, just waxed. Right? Besides, it's just hair! It'll growback. Trust me!," she joked, pointing towards her legs.When Parker asked if he was quitting, the thought of throwing in the towelwas growing in Greg's mind. But Tisha's little speech may have helped wardoff the idea."I dunno what I'm going to do. Like I said, I'll talk to my counselor andsee where things. Connie laughed at that and said that seven o’clock made everything totally different.In the same breath she assured me I was not only welcome but required each weekend without fail as long as I was content to read a book or bring some work of my own when she had a heavier burden of work, which was often in that period leading to her first year exams. If I wanted I could go over during the week as well. Gee thanks! I didn’t.It was a new routine to add to the rest. I had regretfully to resign.