.. I don't... My mother was killed defending Riverwood from bandits. I was only nine. I just, don't like to see a sword spilling a woman's guts."Carth...alo thought about it for a moment, then looked at the two disarmed bandits. One was a Khajit woman, the other a Nord. Both were disarmed, and recognizing the saving grace that the gods had sent them, were putting on their most helpless faces."Then what do you suppose we do with them?" "Just let them go I guess." said Hadvar."So they can pillage. That was all the encouragement I needed as I drove myself hard into her. Hearing her moans of approval I started fucking her. I occasionally would glance at the stranger at the window. I was sure he was jacking off to us fucking our brains out.My wife started to scream she was about to cum and then I felt her tighten around me. Her back arched, her legs stiffened and I felt her nails dig into my back. After being married for this long she knew I wouldn’t be far behind – especially not watching. “I’m going to cum again.”I didn’t hold back once I felt her shiver and shudder under me. I picked up my pace, pounding her harder just before I blasted a hot and gooey load inside on top of the one her young lover had already put there. When my climax reached it’s end I let myself relax slightly on top of her, our mutually sweaty bodies sticking together.“Hot thing,” she whispered after she stopped panting and was breathing normally.“Yes?”April made a purring giggle in her throat. Then she. Despite all that I had seen, what I had been through, my logical mind just couldn’t buy into all of the superstition, yet I couldn’t ignore it either.It was obvious that arguing with Granny would be a waste of time, especially with Jasmine at least tacitly agreeing with her.Life went on, with no more apparent “charms,” but maybe I just wasn’t aware. Like many men, I could be pretty clueless if something didn’t directly affect me.I got used to the smell of incense and the many candles burning.