"You respond that you like me being deep inside of you. You like getting your hair pulled, you like your ass being slapped, you like it when you're be...nt over and being fucked. This turns me on even further so I go faster and faster and I can hear you say -"oh, I'm so close, can I cum, please, can I cum for you?"I say"No." I pull out "Not." I enter you "Yet." I pull outYou are gasping and moaning and now I know I'm near. So I flip you over and put your legs on my shoulders as I start fucking you. They’re something else; imposters, perhaps. Or, worse, a rogue contingent of some kind.”“‘Rogue contingent’?” Joric questioned quietly, his brow creased. “Heading to Wenland? Why would a ‘rogue contingent’ head to Wenland? Did no one question them?”“Who would?” Radu snorted. “The success of the Guards in its short life is legendary; they are considered the elite. Even the Imperial Guard defers to them in many matters; a situation which will be addressed shortly.”“Are we certain it was Arlade?”. He finished today job and come directly home. He put the computer on. It was Thursday. He phone his girlfriend. Talk with her half an hour. And then go to the computer desk. Sat down on the chair. Tomorrow is last work day and he is free for a weekend. And he knows where he goes this week-end. He was very exiting about this. He signs in his skype account. And from other side came immediately some message.- Hey how are you, how was in job- Good, not bad, hard working, finally I am at home -You. You told Captain Legios that you hoped that the man who commanded those guns died in the first volley of your guns, because the man was good at what he did and you could ill afford a man like that to oppose you."Markos nodded. "I remember saying something like that, yes." Galzar didn't smile on your wish, Brigadier. The man lived. Moreover, he was a first cousin of the God-King, a young man of about twenty-five. You have no idea how competent he was -- because now Xyl, as he styles himself, has.