It would be like inviting Kallian to a party at the Arl of Denerim’s estate!”There was nothing he could say to that, and we both knew it. Nothing ...was going to make this trip less awful – not even my husband.“What’s involved in a Wintersend celebration anyway?”I’d received an invitation – or summons, really – by courier from Highever. Fergus was holding a Wintersend event of some sort – a few weeks late, due to the awful weather Ferelden had endured, not that we noticed the difference at the. He was wearing one of those cheap checked slacks one gets on Mumbai streets and a T-shirt. Immediately a hush descended in the cabin, and the portly Gujju auntie in the front seat was gushing that the person who entered was Mr.X, one of India’s top action heroes. He settled into the seat next to mine. I paid no attention to him as I did not particularly like either him or his movies. Salman and Sunny were ‘MY’ kinda guys. NOT him. He was showing a lot of interest in a rather good-looking. Not only that, but her cunt grabbed him as well, pulsating around his cock with elastic firmness.Karen caught her breath as she felt her brother shove his finger up her asshole, and admired his skill. He was careful to use the ball of his finger against her sensitive, silken lining as he massaged it. Gradually, she loosened, and soon felt his palm press against the crack of her ass."Oh, Jack," she groaned, "that feels great! Dig it into me, big brother, scrape my hot ass harder! Fuck me, move. And, as she sucked, she held him all the more tightly, jamming her huge tits against his chest, his hairy chest. She liked the hair on his chest and she was again and again bringing her hand between their bodies to run her fingers through them. I watched as my mother now shoved her own tongue into his mouth and pushed him so hard that he was forced to lie down on the cot. She climbed upon him like a tigress. She placed her palms on both sides of his body and, looking at him lustily, she rubbed.