Still she slides down, impressed by the fullness, his cock filling her utterly, stretching her slick muscles. Finally she drops onto it, unable to tea...e herself anymore and she reaches the bottom of his shaft. He can feel it rubbing deep inside her, massaging her sensitive areas as she moves. She rides back and forth, up and down…his hands on her hips, her ass, and her back. She reaches down, spreading her lips so he can get as deep as possible. Her back arches with a spasm of joy and his. The man on the board looked like no one I knew in our small town, and there were few places a traveller might stop before venturing on, as they did. I visited these places: the tavern, the merchants' row, the pawn broker's stall, and spoke loudly to my peers of my pearls, my silk skirts, my grandmother's silver, and I left my window unlatched by night. He did not come the night of the first day, nor the second. I despaired, I admit. A woman has needs, and mine have built steadily. I worried. She felt a mouth closing around her right nipple, lips wet and gentle. Her body responded, nipples stiffening, cunt getting more and more wet. "Fuck me," she whispered. "Fuck me." My name is Edward, dear. Do you want to know why they locked me up?"Daisy ground her hips against the cushion, opened herself up as much as she could with her body retrained the way it was. "Fuck me, Edward, please fuck me, fuck me," she moaned over and over.He pushed something up inside her. It was firm and small and. I guess I was awed because as I ducked to enter the car he whispered, "Your mouth is still open, Sir. I'd suggest you close it. If you're nice to Angela I might let you drive it some time." Deal," was all I said.There was a very nice restaurant near the theater we had reservations for dinner in. As we pulled up in front, I couldn't help but notice the long line of well dressed people waiting to gain entrance."Angela, honey the place looks full. Should we try somewhere else?"She just smiled at.