The dining room was on the other side of the hallway.Ty finally joined the visitors and took an instant dislike of the overdressed man and his wife. H...e was dressed as if he was a court dignity, rather than wearing the more relaxed dress of the Country Gentry. His wife was just as bad. She wore far too much jewellery and face-paint for a morning visit.Willow introduced them as her mother’s cousins, Baron Terence Othello and his wife, Lady Beatrice. Ty bowed and joined Willow on the love seat and. Before I could ponder further on the change in his lightning, Tom was on the offensive once more. I quickly summoned my own scythe and proceeded to swing towards him in a clean arc, not really expecting to make contact. My intention was to slow down the fight because Tom had the upper hand, having taken the early initiative in this face-off. I quickly used my own ability to slow down time, hoping to take hold of the flow of this fight.Contrary to all my expectations though, Tom didn’t have any. “yeah”, she replied “I was running late, I am glad I did not miss it the next train was 3 hours later.” I asked, “where are you going?” She replied “Providence, and you?” “Boston” was my response. We then had one of those pauses you get in a conversation when it kind of peters out so I went back to reading my book and she opened one herself. I was not sure what it was but it was some type of bodice ripper with a shirtless muscle bound guy with a maiden of some kind swept up in his arms. We went. We did it nearly every time we fucked. She thought it was kind of cool and she usually got another cum or two as I’d eat her to another cum and then fuck her for a second time because eating her cummy pussy always made me instantly hard again.One night after dinner we both took a shower and got in bed to watch some TV. As usual I’d had some dick during the day so I wasn't particularly horny and was happy to just lay there with her on top of the covers and watching some TV. Oddly, something.