...I pulled my G aside to expose my pussy lips and pulled Dean down to my wet warm box. He undid his belt and removed his trousers as his tongue found... my groove. Brady went to kiss me (I have a husband for that) but I pulled away and instead pulled a breast out for him to suck on. He did suck and nibble and bite my exposed titty as I felt for the bulge in his shorts, and widened my legs so Dean could finger and tongue fuck me. Brady removed his shorts also, and offered his uncut cock to my. He teased me a lot, but he defended me with all of his might whenever I needed his help. Therefore, I figured that he would at least listen to my problem all of the way through.“Sure, Sis, come on in. What can I do to help you?”As I expected, he was at his computer looking at porn, so I sat on the edge of his bed. He turned around and had a serious look on his face. That was encouraging, so I launched into my tale of woe. I told him how my dreams had morphed into these terrible nightmares in. We have the world's greatest navy, the finest army, European proven, foreign auxiliaries that are merciless." I noticed the 'we' in her brave speech, regretted it, but heard the truth of her list."But we will still win, my dear." I reached out and took her other hand. She did not withdraw it. "The redcoats will get tired and go home. Some of the Germans may even stay here, the few survivors. France and Spain, perhaps Holland, will help us, Russia too. Then what will happen to the Tories? And to. "Please tell them I will down shortly for my morning meal."Denae sat heavily on the bed again when Bralan had left."I believe I will marry her off to a 90-year-old man," she said with a laugh. "Then she can share our bed whenever our marriage becomes boring."Jorgarn buried his head in his hands and winced as the mends in his skin pulled tight when he moved."She never did check my wound," he said.Jorgarn expected a return visit from Bralan after morning meal. Denae had limited their connection.