" Meanwhile, the slave trade suffers." Which Roquan is about to solve. He signs the treaty with the Urisi in no more than another day."Trennan paused.... "I had not heard that. This is ... good news indeed."Oh, had not your precious lackey Freya informed you? Doran thought venomously.Trennan sighed. "It seems that my assessment of you was in error. You appear to be firmly in Roquan's camp." This is not about taking sides, Trennan! It is about looking at the entire picture. You condemn Roquan. "Right..... I been married forty years, first five we fucked like bunnies, but only missionary, never a blow job and no eating pussy, the next thirty five once a month missionary that's it, but what the hell I love her, you know" he lamented. He was watching me as I rubbed myself "I know a place, private you know" I suggested. "I don't know, I've never cheated on her" he said. "Well, I certainly won't tell" I assured him. "I sure would like to see those panties" he mused. "You can follow me, if. .. or frown... or sneeze... or raise this eyebrow here. But joking had a problem, a problem named Jill. She had spent virtually the entire weekend in hibernation. Emotionally she just didn't seem to be there.Obviously, there were still too many reminders around of what she thought of as her fault. Dad had the damage to the house fixed by Saturday night, but my face was going to look like this for a while. And Jill had only visited Dave briefly on Sunday, leaving Jeanne and I in the room with. Matt then got up off Jen as she laid there in a trance. Her ass still trembled, and Matt ordered me to clean her off anyway I liked. I knew what he had meant, but I grabbed a towel and wipe away his cum from my wife's ass. Matt was now started stroking his cock and ready to fuck Jen again, and I again sat back down in my chair in the corner of the room. Matt had pulled Jen's limp body over to the edge of the bed pouring more lube on his cock. He grabbed each of her legs and hoisted them over.