She wore a fluffy fur jacket, lined jeans, and snow boots. She stepped outside and closed the door behind her. She giggled as she nuzzled her cheek in...to the dark brown fur of her jacket, then caught my eye.“It’s not real!” she gasped, her eyes widening. We both shared a hearty laugh, and aimlessly wandered about, soon deciding to just take a stroll through the woods in her backyard; she had the lucky privilege of having several acres worth of land. “So…how’s it goin’?” I plainly asked, if not a. Rajeshhh.”Her pussy was so wet and sticky that it made a lot of sound as I moved my cock up and down inside her pussy. I grabbed her boobs and gradually increased the speed and pumped my cock fully into her cunt, hitting my waist against her waist.It was seriously electric inside her as my cock rubbed against the inner walls of her pussy. I also started making sounds, ”Mmmmmmhh mmhhh hhmmm” as I got charged up and was really rough fucking her so hard and wild. Fathima Ma’m started to shout a. For HIM, a large emerald should suffice. That could wait until my ‘guest’ returned. If this world’s Justiciars were anything like my old one, I expected her to be on time regardless of who she had to trample. According to the book provided by Polus, Justiciars were royal appointees only answerable to the Empress and the Justiciar Council. Reading between the lines after meeting one, I knew that they were all monks on this world too.This one seemed humane enough to deal with on a personal basis.. It felt like old times, like in high school when I would have had my way with all of them then and there. My g-string was soaked. The tiny scrap of fabric teased my pussy every time I shifted position."Hey," I said, introducing myself, sizing them all up myself. I made a point to lean forward every time I shook one of their hands, just so that they could get a better look down my dress, and also so that I could feel my g-string move up again and again against my tender little pussy lips."Hey,.