Here you are." Azem gave me a lollipop. Having nothing better to do, I sucked the lollipop and kissed my lover in turns. I had some funny clothes on ...me; could well be a naughty schoolgirl outfit. I felt like a young secretary having her practise in that place. Azem printed my boobies and ass on the copy machine and then seated me on the desk and fucked till I begged for mercy. We were half in clothes, given the circumstances. First we clinched in a hug so he could keep a finger on my mouth. I pulled myself free and let her legs fall to a more comfortable position for her, before gently touching the tops of her thighs, tentatively as if I was somebody else doing it for the first time. “are you ready for him, do you need him to fuck you now?” a silly question, as her legs were already spreading and her very wet and hungry pussy opened for “his” cock. I altered my own stance and slowly pushed my rock-hard member inside. I looked at her face as I did so her eyes shut tightly now. I have prepared you a good breakfasssst." Thank you Lars, that's very kind, but you shouldn't bother on my account." It issss no bother misssss. I do all the cooking here and I have to prepare breakfasssst for Hugo, Andre and Franz anyway." Are they the groundskeepers?"He nodded affirmatively."What about the Vagnors?" They are late riserssss. I ssshall sssserve them later." How long have you been with the Vagnors?" Almossst twenty yearssss. When I first came to thissss area, they alone gave me. Where my enemies are in my face and at least I have a fair fight against them. Out there, in the real world, an enemy looks too much like a friend and there isn’t any way to tell the difference. Here, the bear knows it isn’t personal, if my wolf decides to eat him or give it a good try at the very least. Here, the ice and snow and the endless wintry chill is impartial. The northern winds don’t care about politics or alliances, or how red the blood is that flows through your veins. Here, you.