“Not unless you intend to hop like a crippled chicken from here to Paris! Milf sex Henry hoped he enjoyed every moment of it. She glanced over her shoulder and smiled a bright and slightly naughty smile at him. He twisted sideways so that the man’s blade missed and split the man’s face with his sword. The man cried out briefly and then fell down into a spreading pool of blood. We are gypsys you see, we travel where we will and make a living where we can. The man squeeled and collapsed, and Henry barely had time to block another swing with his sword. “Anyone would have done the same.”
“That’s not what those men were doing.” She replied with a humorous smile that did not quite reach her eyes. I owe you a debt I can never repay.” Henry nodded his head respectfuly.
