The boy had on a wine colored surcoat, beige colored breeches and brown boots, typical clothing of someone who worked in the castle.“Who are you? By... the way you’re dressed, you seem to work in the castle” asked Bryce with a concerned look on his face as he closed the door behind him.“My name is Fenton Jekyll, and I’m your new squire, my prince” answered the boy shyly.“You seem quite young, how old are you?” asked Bryce as he studied the boy.He had beautiful emerald eyes and short brown hair,. " I looked at the girl I had tossed the heavy purse to, and she winked at me over her gin glass.All the while I was pondering what I was going to do with my catch. I doubted than any of this bunch knew much that was useful, and we had recently made all the trades the leadership seemed to want. So I had five officers that were basically useless. I might as well kill them and strip their bodies, thought I. Their horses would be more welcome they they were.I brought them down, one at a time, and. "Lick it, Champ," she said in a hoarse whisper. The huge German shepherd lowered his head to the now panting girl's warmly perfumed pussy and began sniffing. His tail wagged and trembled as though he had found a bitch in heat. The naked young girl moaned in shock as the cold nose suddenly made contact with her tiny puckered anus. Then Champ's long warm tongue snaked out and licked wetly up and down the crevice around it, the tip burrowing slightly into the fleshy anal ring.The erotic sensation. ”I watched as Linda kissed Terry. While they were kissing, Linda reached down and pushed two fingers into my wife.“Shit, Linda! Save that for Kevin.”They left arm in arm.“MARY! Where are you.”“I’m right here, you don’t have to shout.”“Sorry. I thought you had a boy-toy too, what happened?”“I guess he chickened out. If he’s not here by now, I don’t think we’ll be seeing him?” “So what are you going to do?”“Terry and I were talking, and I told her that I was sick of making.