Her scream pushed Lois into orgasm too and both drenched our hands.Since we were shoulder to shoulder, sharing our treasures was easy. Joe proudly off...ered Lois's juices first, so I kept my hand inside Sue's hot box, turning her so we all could see how torrid that looked. Joe spread his wet fingers under our noses so we could suck up Lois's sweet, hot nectar. By now, her scent was intimately familiar to all of us and we all still loved it.Letting, no WANTING, Joe to share [187] her pussy juices. “He is the head of the Western Enclave.”“Has he ordered other attacks?” Joseph asked.“On the convoys coming from Tyrell,” the man continued.“Did you attack the boats that came through here last month?” Genrico inquired.“Just this one,” the man insisted. “The order came for us to watch the river for soldiers. There are a couple of hundred men at arms camped outside of Blue Harbor and the priests heard more were on the way.”“They have not departed for Tyrell?” Jonathan wondered.“Not as of this. You tell me to tell them my name is "Miss Bush" and they can call me that or simply "Miss", which I do. The owner has arrived beside you and he says that he will take over from here. You return to your seat to enjoy the show. I am dressed like I would be for school so I look the part already.He tells me to lift the front of my skirt to the crowd, which I do. I am wearing white pants over normal tights but my hair grows so wide that it always shows out the side of my pants.This is what I am told. My name is George Mason Jr. I was twenty years old when I moved back in with my father (George Snr, obviously) after my mum left him and took up with some arse-wipe she met at her gym. He had been devastated by the betrayal and I had moved back in to keep him company and make sure he didn't do something stupid. I was quite a good cook and a bit of a neat freak, so it worked out okay for both of us. I got out of my shitty one bedroom flat and Dad got someone to talk to and enjoy the odd pint.