We dried each other off, yet not before my dick remained rock hard. I apologized to Christina, to which she scoffed by telling me that I had nothing t... be sorry for unless I knew how to take care of it. I asked her what exactly she meant by that, to which she gave me a sly grin and grabbed the shaft of my dick again.We walked over to her bed which lay in disarray due to the slept-in bedsheets. She climbed in first and I climbed over her, spreading her 5-8 frame on the bed while I kissed her and. "He went into the cave to boot up his laptop, muttering softly. I just pottered about outside, tidying up a few things. When I happened to glance into the cave, Alfred was gone. On the monitor a progress bar was pulsing, moving but slowly.I found it frustrating to try and analyse my current mental state. We had been so carefree after our healing and we got along so famously. Alfred was immensely happy to discover that I had a mad streak in my personality as well. We indulged in long silences. "Actually, I believe I can, and I have nothing but the utmost respect for you for walking away from that temptation. Not many men would have."He poured a little dab of batter onto the griddle to test the heat. "Well anyhow, what's done is done. I think I did the right thing. Tell Gretchen I'm not mad at her, okay? You've got my cell number and I'll be staying at the boarding house for at least the next month." Yeah, I'll tell her. We're sure gonna miss you. And by the way, you should probably. Joe rapidly struck her pussy six times hard. Robin tried to push back on each hit. Joe stopped long enough for her to catch her breath. Robin’s head fell towards her chest, her chest rising and falling from her heavy breathing. Joe lifted her head by her chin, gazing deep into her tear filled eyes. He pressed his body against her, grasping her ass, pulling her close to him. He felt her push her pelvis towards his cock, her arms straining on the rope that held her. Joe slid his hand between.