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ArthurKung at 19:08, 24 March 2014

ArthurKung — Mon, 24 Mar 2014 19:08:12 GMT

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	"... Fuck whoever you'd like?" you both finish the sentence simultaneously, to which she laughs.		"... Fuck whoever you'd like?" you both finish the sentence simultaneously, to which she laughs.

-	"You bet your filthy green cock I'm able to fuck whoever I'd like!" she then continues and slides her hand up your leg. "I know for a fact that there's a wine cellar in the tavern where nobody goes to. What say we go there and ~~fuck~~ like rabbits?".	+	"You bet your filthy green cock I'm able to fuck whoever I'd like!" she then continues and slides her hand up your leg. "I know for a fact that there's a wine cellar in the tavern where nobody goes to. What say we go there and hump like rabbits?".

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DirtyMeStoryTime — Mon, 24 Mar 2014 10:24:42 GMT

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	"Thank you, thank you-... Oh, I'm so wasted I don't even know what's up and what's down anymore-...".		"Thank you, thank you-... Oh, I'm so wasted I don't even know what's up and what's down anymore-...".

-	"Looks like you're hitting the bottle pretty hard." you reply and put an arm around her waist, partially so she won't fall over again, but mostly so you can ~~cup~~ a feel of her firm thigh. "What's the occasion?"	+	"Looks like you're hitting the bottle pretty hard." you reply and put an arm around her waist, partially so she won't fall over again, but mostly so you can cop a feel of her firm thigh. "What's the occasion?"

-	She turns to face you, and desperately tries to keep steady eye-contact, but her eyes have trouble focusing. Regardless, she replies seriously: "I'll -tell- you what's the occasion-... My manwhore of a husband just got slammed in irons.".	+	She turns to face you, and desperately tries to keep steady eye-contact, but her eyes have trouble focusing. Regardless, she replies seriously: "I'll -tell- you what's the occasion-... My manwhore of a husband just got slammed in irons."

	"I'm sorry to hear that." you reply, with genuine concern. If she's married, your advances would be a waste of time.		"I'm sorry to hear that." you reply, with genuine concern. If she's married, your advances would be a waste of time.

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Just as the unsteady woman was about to fall over, you catch her and position her in an upright position again, while at the same time taking a seat next to her. She giggles uncontrollably:

"Thank you, thank you-... Oh, I'm so wasted I don't even know what's up and what's down anymore-...".

"Looks like you're hitting the bottle pretty hard." you reply and put an arm around her waist, partially so she won't fall over again, but mostly so you can cup a feel of her firm thigh. "What's the occasion?"

She turns to face you, and desperately tries to keep steady eye-contact, but her eyes have trouble focusing. Regardless, she replies seriously: "I'll -tell- you what's the occasion-... My manwhore of a husband just got slammed in irons.".

"I'm sorry to hear that." you reply, with genuine concern. If she's married, your advances would be a waste of time.

"Don't be. I'm the one who snitched!" she grins widely. "And the guards rewarded me with forty silvers. I'm finally free to live life! Go wherever I want, drink whenever I like, buy whatever I desire-...".

"... Fuck whoever you'd like?" you both finish the sentence simultaneously, to which she laughs.

"You bet your filthy green cock I'm able to fuck whoever I'd like!" she then continues and slides her hand up your leg. "I know for a fact that there's a wine cellar in the tavern where nobody goes to. What say we go there and fuck like rabbits?".

You:

*[[Fuck in the Wine Cellar|Agree without hesitation. You never say no to sex, that's just impolite]].
*[[Nazeer|Appreciate the gesture, but already have a mate. Then excuse yourself and leave]].

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