Having just released my load, I had lost some of my sense of sexual exploration. While I was still making up my mind, he took my hand and put it on hi...s cock, making me rub it. I decided that things might not go well if I tried to leave without him getting satisfaction, so I figured I would just give him a hand job until he got his release.Without further encouragement from him I began to willingly stroke his cock, awaking it from it's slumber. I used the same techniques on his that I had used. When he had finished the bread and cheese he took the flask and drank deeply. I took the linen top off the jar. ‘I am told that this concoction will be very good for your hands.’ I proffered the jar, but he simply offered his hand for me to administer. He had wrapped strips of cloth around his hands but as I unwrapped his fingers I could see the blood and burst blisters. ‘It may sting, I think.’ ‘A little price to pay for the beauty I see before me.’ ‘Sir Danbury!’ ‘Danbury. Arabella! Just. ?Why not?Eh? Eh?? Brian wanted to know. ?Aw comeon?, Frank was trying to make his point. ?Does that sound NATURAL, eh? Surely,there has to be a thin line between being a good actress and just being plainembarrassing, no? If I was that guy, I?d punch the bitch in the face and makeher apologise for the sorry act she is putting up.? ?My dearfriend,? Alan smiled. ?If you were that gentlemen down there, the lady wouldhave been punched and spitting blood minutes ago with no good reason I mightadd,?. ’”“I accept it and kind of blush,” began Kate, “then I say ‘I look forward to seeing you at this evening’s banquet, my champion,’ and I smell the flower.”“In response, I smirk wider and wink, then say ‘Oh, I think you might see me before then’ at which point I walk off since I think I need to get my wounds treated and prepare, probably can’t wear dirty armor to a banquet with the king.”“Makes sense,” Owen nodded. “We fast forward to the banquet, we’re not going to role-play out the whole thing,.