Harry was a workaholic, he liked to think his staff were too. They were on a drive to expand and Harry was driving hard to secure several new contract..., which would be lucrative in the extreme. Starting out a decade earlier he had left a well paid job to start on his own, working eighteen to twenty hour days. His home life was a mess the last decade spent at work, missing out on his Daughters coming of age and his wife’s need for companionship. He and Susan had reached a point where it was. Deep in his thoughts, Julian had failed to notice soft, gentle rustling sounds behind him; letting out a silent yelp of shock when something smooth, small and warm touched him on the back of his neck; the hard enameling of teeth nearly sinking in to sever his spine…he rolled forward, coming into a crouch with one of his throwing hatchets in hand…Only to be greeted by the delicate laughter of Dannie, her clothing piled neatly on her parka off to the side of their bedrolls. Thus the source of the. “Oh yes, use me, please use me anyway you want” I cried. With that he leaned over and had me sniff more poppers. A double dose this time..twice on each side and he told me to hold my breath afterwards. The effect was incredible… my head spun and I thought I would pass out but I felt so slutty, so wanting to be used. I felt him grab my legs and lean me back on the bed. My legs were up in the air, bound to my arms and spread apart. I so wanted to used by him. All of a sudden he thrust his. ” I bat my eyelashes and respond with, “Told ya.” Smiling down at me you lovingly kiss me again. By this point I’m dying to have you inside of me, but my shyness keeps me from saying so. I’ve always been the type of person who waits for the other person to make a move. As if you were reading my mind you reach down and gently rub your cock up and down my slit, getting it wet for easy penetration. You place the head at my entrance, look into my eyes, and say, “Are you ready, my love?”.