“Shoes and socks for the extra points.”“But if you run out of clothes,” I said loudly as I stood up, “if you run out of clothes, then you pa...y a penalty. A spanking. As many swats as the combined score!”My couch of Falconettes cheered. Charmont looked at the girls on her side for a moment before glaring at me and saying angrily, “Deal!”Actually, none of us thought that we would actually run out of clothes. We were all wearing basically the same thing– shoes, socks, slacks, top, bra & panties.. I straddled him on the bed to grind my clit against his already throbbing member, hard and rigid against my silk panties. It wasn’t long before I was wet, and horny and aching to be fucked. Now this boy have some impressive stamina to go along with his skills (I’m not gonna lie - he fucks like a pro!), and there is only so much any girl can take before she needs a minute to regain her composure, so I allowed my swollen, throbbing pussy some time to recover. He paused for a moment so I took him. Why would a king, upon whose whims men live and die, also need to be able to fly? Why should a foppish dandy, spending only a fraction of his inheritance on magical study and already up to his eyebrows in freaky sex, also get to talk to birds? They already lead lives so far beyond the common man that they might as well be considered a sort of Magic. No, Magic does exist, but not for those who would simply add it to their pile of spoils. It is instead the sole province of the most common among. What more could one ask for?I found that I really enjoyed being a deputy marshal. There was enough excitement that there was rarely time to get too bored, but we didn't have to travel all over the country to find our excitement. I was plain tired of traveling and ready to settle in one place. Eagle Pass was a good place to put down roots, so I was very happy here.Bob did get kind of agitated on occasion as he wanted to travel; however, something always came up that made him forget about that..