But so help me gods, if you touch my wife or daughter. xxx 18 This bitch could take a pounding. He wondered. “You’re not drunk… are you boy?”
“Husband, let him finish his story.” Sigrid reprimanded. Husband…. He looked around and saw that Hadvar, Alvor, and Dorthe were all sleeping. “Not much left to tell actually.” Hadvar admitted. This bitch could take a pounding. This bitch could take a pounding. A bit too young, and a bit too married for me.” He said with a wink. “One thing though,” Alvor said quickly. Where was Sigrid? She looked up at Carthalo and opened her mouth so that he could see her swirl his cream around in her mouth and then winked, closed her mouth, put one finger over her lips, and swallowed.
