"Stefan protested, "He was just an old man." And you are just the savior of a hundred or so Delucians." She ticked off her points with her free hand, ..."We arrived just in time. You just happened to have a scroll. You just happened to save that old man, who," she paused, "just happens to be able to read, and asks for your scroll. To make a full hand, no one else asks to view the scroll."Stefan was about to reply that they didn't stick around long enough for anyone to ask, but shook his head at. I finished her off that night with a ferocious throat fucking emptying my loving seed with my entire shaft down her throat.Before we entered the third room I needed to go to the bathroom and our host brought us to a large, locker room setting with numerous showers. In the shower room a lady was on her knees. My host brought me to her and said she would act as my urinal. I really had to go so right in front of him and my wife I undid my robe's sash and grabbed my cock lining it up with her gaped. Randy walked back up to the main road into town and walked into Ferndale which was busy with tourists and fair goers.He could see why they called it 'The Victorian Village'. It was a quaint looking town with old time stores down Main Street. Randy avoided the crowds of tourists there. The fairground was on the other side of town. He soon became part of a trail of people headed to the fair. That was fine with him; Randy wanted to get lost in the crowd of locals visiting the fair.Randy was soon. ‘I don’t know what you mean,’ she responded with studied dignity. He laughed, the intent lines of his face relaxing. ‘Oh yes, you do. I was watching you practice, remember.’ Her eyes darted to the clock and his followed. ‘Two more hours, Alayne. So tell me, why are you always late to class? A boyfriend at a distant locker, perhaps?’ Two more hours of this inquisition! She groaned inwardly. ‘No, nothing like that,’ she replied. He cocked an eyebrow at her again and got up from his chair,.