“Take a seat you two.”
Hadvar and Carthalo sat down, Carthalo looked around the room and felt the young girls eyes on him, he tried not to be unsettled, and quickly found something to divert his attention when Sigrid came up from the cellar. Porn “Dorthe” Alvor said gruffly “Clean the table for our guests.” The girl nodded quietly and went about clearing the small wooden table. I’ll forge a very special knife just to castrate you.”
Rather than being offended, Carthalo just laughed. He wondered. This bitch could take a pounding. She kept on pounding herself like this, playing with her large, milke white tits, rubbing her huge brown nipples and moaning. We barely made it out alive.”
“What about General Tulius?” Alvor asked. This bitch could take a pounding.
