I pulled up a lawn chair and sat in it, facing away from them. The sun felt good on my face and bare chest. It was that perfect kind of a day on the E...astern Coast of the US, not too hot, not too damp, just a slight breeze. Perfect. Too bad we only got one or two of those days a year, if that.I thought hard about what Luci had told me and added a bit of my own information to the mix. Gertie was going to be pissed or she should have been. That puzzled me. I was her favorite guinea pig and had all. I asked Zainab to poke her tongue out and started to suck on it. She then got a bit kinky and spat in my mouth and I just loved it. I then pushed her on her knees and pushed my dick in her mouth.I held her hair making a ponytail and started mouth-fucking her. She used to gag now and then on my dick. I pulled out for her to get some air and then again pushed it in.On the other hand, Rehan’s tongue was exploring the inner walls of Zarine’s pussy. He was eating her pussy like a thirsty dog. Soon. The gate opened and she led me past the unquestioning guards and into the keep proper. The stone keep’s walls were bare and unadorned, the effect was closer to a military outpost than a residence for a governor, unless it was held by a military governor. Which meant that this city was being closely watched and guarded by the Queen and her cronies.Justiciar Dana took me to the main dining room where a dozen girls were busily chatting away. Dana stopped at the doorway and observed while I stood. " Vance stood aside, motioning Tracy to come in.Tracy was hesitant to go in at all. Despite the ornate wallcoverings, expensive furniture, and comfortable feel to the house, he still gave off a controlling, dominant vibe."Well Mr. McMillan..." Please, call me Vance, okay, Tracy?" Okay, Vance. You have a beautiful home!" Tracy was trying her best to appear at ease.Vance was wearing a pair of golf shorts and a short-sleeved golf shirt. He had age spots dotting his frail-looking arms, and his.