He’s a pretty powerful man, I don’t wanna wait to see what happens if he finds out I told somebody.” “Oh.” Flynn bit his lip, then glanced away. “What does it matter anyways?” Arthur continued to say. “We’re just a couple of squires. Even if we did tell someone, they wouldn’t believe us, and then we’d be punished afterward. It’s better not to say anything at all.” Arthur turned to look at Flynn, who sighed and shrugged. “Can I trust you to keep it a secret?” Arthur asked, suddenly afraid that Flynn might blab to somebody. “You know you can trust me Arty.” Flynn said, and managed a half hearted smile. “Your the only friend I’ve had in so long. Your secret is safe with me.” Arthur smiled back, happy that Flynn thought of him as a friend too. During their time in the Tharfield castle, Arthur had made sure to keep Flynn company, and in the process, had managed to establish a close friendship with the other thirteen year old boy. In truth, Arthur had not had a friend since he left his village, and other than his companionship with Sir Javid, Arthur had been terribly lonely. Befriending Flynn was the best thing that had happened to the boy since he had become a squire. But surely Arthur’s loneliness was nothing compared to what Flynn was feeling. Arthur looked his friend up and down. Flynn was laying on the asian bed under the blankets, as he had been for teen the past days. Other than Arthur’s visits, Flynn had only doctors and the four walls of his room for company. And before this, Flynn had even had to watch as his knight was killed, and was taken prisoner by bandits for weeks. Arthur had listened in on the conversation between some of the doctors after they had just arrived, and heard japanese them talking about some damage to his private areas, inflicted on him by the bandits. Arthur felt sorry for him. He couldn’t imagine how defeated and tired Flynn must’ve felt, and even now after everything, how depressing it must be to be confined into a bed. Arthur laid down on the bed beside Flynn, and turned over to look at his friend. Flynn was staring up blankly at the ceiling, thinking about something. Arthur guessed that being alone so often made one more introspective, and so he let the silence hang over them. But as the two laid there in silence, Arthur began to let his eyes and mind wander. Flynn was about the average height for their age, which was slightly shorter than Arthur. Sweet His body was also slim and his skin was smooth and mostly hairless, with only a few thin strands of blonde hair growing from his arms and legs. japan Arthur wondered suddenly if he had any hair down in his private parts. He knew that it was at about this age that boys would begin to grow hair, but he also knew that some boys were slower while others were faster. Arthur, while he was physically more developed than other boys in terms of height, did not seem to be able to grow much pubic hair yet, however. Looking back up at Flynn, Arthur saw the sadness on the boy’s face, and decided that he would finally do something nice for his friend. He had been doing it for so long to Sir Javid to keep him happy, why wouldn’t he do the same for a friend? "I hope not." Eager to push his limits more, he returned to scanning Sweet the crowd for targets for his desire. I pulled his shorts down and he slipped out from it. “Candice Verway don’t you dare drive off from here until you have backup!” Her bowels writhed about my digits. “Why don’t we move japan on to conversation,” he said with a smile. "Feet apart." But it’s getting dark out there. Sam would have fun with it. She could not lift her legs to twine them around her lover, but her toes curled and her thighs trembled as she squeezed her eyes shut, shocks of pleasure coursing up her spine as the thrusting shaft inside her set off a surge of ecstasy like she had never felt before. What that sensation would feel like His lips and tongue japanese were like magic on her sensitive nipples, and already Natalie could feel that her cunt was dripping wet. She pulled up her her shirt, catching the lower asian edge of her bra on the way. Just like Vicky and any other Elf, Ms. Cuch only was able to recognize other Elves. teen It went into her tight cunt, pushing and finding its way to her depths. “It is you!