I lifted my head in an attempt to sit up, opened my eyes and was shocked to see her leaning forward with her mouth between my legs, her tongue licking.... ‘What… what are you doing?’ I asked, my voice weak with disbelief. Joanne didn’t answer me. She only continued to moan softly as she reached underneath my thighs and gripped her hands onto my ass, cradling each cheek into the palms of her hands as she pulled herself closer. I stared in amazement as she pressed her lips against my pussy and then. How can we tell him that he is wanting as a man? How can we ever tell him that his line will die with him? All he'll ever know will be that his beloved wife has given him an heir. He will be happy and fulfilled. Don't you want that?" How can we do that? It is impossible. Sigfrid spends all nights with me now."Ermegart shrugged. "You know, he'll be leaving Birkenhain next week for the jousting tournament at the Wartburg. I shall invite Pelle to stay longer to lighten Ingeburg's mood. She will. I was coming into the front room just as she finished nursing my baby nephew. Sis got up to put him in his crib saying she would be right back. I relaxed on the sofa sipping a soft drink. When Peggy came back I choked and spat out the soda that was half way down my throat. She had changed from her less than sexy nightgown and robe into an almost transparent baby-doll. I happened to notice mostly by accident her panties had a split between her legs and I was looking at her newly shaved sex. The. I removed my slave collar and came up on deck to lend a hand. The skills I grew up with had not been lost these many years; when I took my turn with the sails the sailors stopped laughing. Though none of us could do much, we were trying and that was important. Days passed, days of howling winds and towering seas. We lost all track of time or place. There were only the sails, the tiller, the sweeps, and the buckets as we bailed.The storm abated finally, as all storms do, and we fetched up on an.