Scar moaned as Brea sucked his cock clean.  His member softened though and after a minute he pulled away from her to sit down on the edge of the bed.<br/><br/>"I'll need a few minutes before im ready again," he said by way of explanation.  Stretching his arms he yawned and said, "but go again we shall."<br/><br/><br/>After a moment he said, "I know it's not my place to ask such things, but you're a grown woman now.  How long are you going to take the abuse that fat slab Kald gives you?  If whorin is your buisness, seems like you could do better to go to a brothel.  Or even be one of the women who follows war camps.  Soldiers usually have money and the camp followers are almost always far enough away from fighting to be safe."  Scar seemed to be making general conversation and not honestly terribly interested, as far as Brea could tell.