I'm thinking to myself as I smile at her, " Oh God! That feels so fucking good! She is beautiful!" I slowly rise, and as if connected to me, she raise... her body with me. She sits on the sheets with her knees drawn up sitting on the wet spot created by our lovemaking. She is taking a few seconds to enjoying the moment. Even the wet spot feels good on her naked ass. She knows that soon, she will have to assume the position for being mounted, she has never been mounted like bitch in heat. She has. He realized that by not calling the sheriff and keeping her locked up, he was now a kidnapper. Damn, what a fucking mess this was! Getting an idea, he went out to his Rabbit cages and got one, giving it a quick bat on the back of the head. He started to skin it, changed his mind. He opened the door, she jammed back into the corner. Then she saw the Rabbit in his hand, her eyes showed interest. He laid the dead Rabbit down, closed the door. A few hours later, he found her jammed up in the corner. The door bell rang and I was in the middle of shag but had to tuck my hard on in and go open the door. What I see in front of me was Hitendra, with his tool kit in hand he said he was here for the repairs, this was my chance to bed him, not wasting any time I asked him in and told him that mom was not here but he can complete his work and I was there at home all day. He began his work, took off his shirt and started at the things that needed repairs, lunch time happened and he came to my room. The casualties numbers were still low and holding steady. Troops and equipment were assembling to take control of the seven other major cities in central Iran. Helicopters would be making fly-overs today before sunset.The week was going away fast; today was Thursday and the schedule was packed. It was seventeen days to the convention - the pressure was being ramped up on all the delegates. I was to speak on Thursday. Apparently they wanted a long speech from me; I had a two hour slot in prime.