Esfalan had been a street child for thirty years, playing on the streets when he was not in school; his attitudes had kept him from an apprenticeship ...with a craftsman, and free of apprentice duties, he had had more than sufficient time to learn some skills.He called on those skills now, to sidle away through the crowd, and to keep an eye on the Guard's progress. He meant to be far from the stall when the Guardsmen were given a description, even though he felt he had not wronged the clothier.. "What?" he wondered aloud as he turned his head to look at her, having no idea what she meant."Would you two dispense with the conversation," Adriana grumbled, "and get on with the fucking?"Van pulled back, then shoved his cock forward again, somewhat harder than he had been doing, setting up a rhythm. As he continued to nudge Adriana's cervix, she squealed and wrapped her legs around his hips, crossing her ankles and pulling him into her as hard as she could. After a few minutes, on the edge. "I've learned to trust those instincts." And those instincts led you to disrespect my girlfriend in front of a roomful of witnesses?" Rob face was incredulous. "To her boyfriend's face, in front of the woman in question? You may need to revisit your instincts, Bob, before they get you shot by someone less tolerant than I am."Bob scratched the back of his neck, grimacing. "Okay, that may not have been the wisest choice I could have made, but I stand by what I said." How brave of you," Rob said. ." Catherine arched her back and pinched her nipple hard. She pressed against her clit, moving her hips in time with the stroking of her fingers. Jack's eyes connected with hers as she pushed herself through that final barrier. Pleasure rushed through her. The breath caught in her throat and she threw her head back, thrusting her breasts out, gasping as spasms racked her body. Her butt lifted from the chair and she cried out, the sound tearing from her throat. Her fingers continued to stroke,.