“I understand.”“Sir Jean,” the Count began, trying to calm the atmosphere. “What evidence do you have to support your claim?”“Evidence?�...�� Jean asked, “What do you mean evidence? You have my word as a knight and that of my wife, the Lady Marguerite.”“Your word is not in question, Sir,” the Count said, “but this is a serious matter and not to be taken lightly. Rape is a capital offense.”“I know full well that it is,” Sir Jean replied, “I will kill him myself if you don’t!”“Sir!” Count Pierre. ” “Good, I don’t want you misbehaving in front of all these men.” I hear scattered chuckles and laughs and can’t help but to blush, I dare look at them and a few more have now taken out their cocks. Master re-clamps my nipple clamp he had taken off a while ago and turns on all three. The buzzing rocks me to the core, I let out gasping moans. I feel like I can’t even gasp for a breath I’m so turned on. The weight of the balls inside me feels so heavy, pulling on me, making it all the more. Petrified bird turds from Africa, and amber dragonfly fossils.The echoing halls were largely empty, and it seemed that just walking in them was some kind of intrusion, quite aside from the fact that I must have been dripping water on the well-trodden floor, at least for a while. It was inviting though, wandering amongst the exhibits and peering at the well spaced displays. Occasionally the rich old wooden structures were interrupted by some attempt at modern museum science. Some sort of. We both opened our doors and walked inside. I grabbed her by the hand and we held each other for a moment.Mom was coming in the house, "Upstairs, in separate rooms, please? Chop chop!"After we were sent to our rooms, I got a phone call from my sister, "Why did you say all of that?" My heart told me to—I'm sorry I messed everything up. Don't hate me, please?" I could never hate you, I love you!" What do you think Mom and dad will do?" I asked."I don't know, maybe send one or both of us to a.