Sunlight twinkled on the babbling brook. The birds were singing. I rested a while where the road squeezed between the wood and the riverbank taking a break from my weary walk back to my father’s house and blacksmith’s shop in Bad Wuttenberg. Two years service in the army of the Arch Duke Reynard had ended and now I was a free man. I heard horses approach, but I rested my eyes and remained reclined against a wall as they came near. Quite suddenly they stopped right by me, a haughty young woman riding a pure white gelding with two outriders carrying pistols and swords Bhabhi on matching grey stallions. She sat side saddle. I looked up at her patent leather boots and heavily embroidered red cloak and her spotless white gloves. “You there, peasant,” bangla she shouted, “Do you have no manners?” “Who me?” I enquired as I looked as she sneered at me, her face a mask of disapproval. “Yes you, now stand up and bow to me as you devor should,” she snapped. "And why should I?" I asked. “Do you want me to lick your ass as well while I’m at it?” I enquired. Her face contorted to a mask of hatred, “Guards seize him!” she cried I stood alright, before either guard could react I had the woman’s horse’s bridle in my grip as I shouted and threatened the other horses. Pandemoniam broke loose. The guides horses shied and bolted taking the two guards back the way they came, the guards clinging on as best they could. The woman’s horse tried to rear but I held him “Let him go!” the woman shouted. “You need a lesson in manners first!” I exclaimed and I grabbed the reins from her and released the bridle. He shied and reared immediately throwing her off balance as she sat side saddle. She slid inelegantly from the saddle and missed her footing to sprawl untidily across the grass beside the track. I let the reins go and slapped the beast hard. It turned and galloped off furiously in pursuit of the guards who seemed in no hurry to return or even halt indian their furious progress. “You will hang for this, this, this,” the woman snarled as she tried to get to her feet, “Insubordination!” “Oh well. better to be hung for a sheep than a goat,” I muttered, “So lie down I’m going to fuck some respect into you.” “I said you will hang!” she snapped as she drew herself up to her full height of maybe 1.75 metres. He had brought two pills with him for his headache and swallowed them with his cup of tea. “Very well. Emma and Maria both bangla had a pained expression on their faces. "You did this a few times?" As he jogged past the large suburban homes, a familiar feeling pricked his senses. Jack dropped indian the whip and let devor her down to the barn floor. * Once a new chapter is released the previous premium chapter will go public. I began to lick her dripping pussy from ass to clit, over and over. “What?! Swollen and standing out proud it was easy for me to find it and kiss all the way around it before lightly gripping it Bhabhi with my lips and suckling it like I had so recently did to her nipple. “I wanted to make you jealous…” May started.