Her breathes shudder up from her throat and rattle her teeth. Cool, wispy tendrils of breath gather at her nose and pale lips. Her puffy eyes squeeze ...ighter, pinching out single tears that roll down past her temple. Tomasz steps to the foot of the bed, anxious. “What is it?” he asks. She doesn’t answer, doesn’t awaken. Instead, she starts to tremble. She’s cold, just as he is. Freezing like him. It’s enough to put the sunlight in retreat. Then he realizes the shadow he carries with him seems. Aromir was perched in the branches of a tree watching for the enemy's advance, any sign of movement. For hours he sat and watched, and for hours nothing happened. When the sun hit its zenith Aromir leapt down from his perch, hitting the ground with a soft thud. He knew his replacement had been out in the tree line somewhere for the last hour and as to the plan they both watched for the soldiers. Aromir did as he was told by the mayor and headed west before cutting back south to the camp. It was. "From down there," he said. I knelt in front of him, obediently. He said nothing else as I analyzed him. I ran my hands up and down its curves, wanting to ingrain the feel of each and every veiny throb that pulsed beneath them. For some reason he put the towel over my head and his lap. I couldn't wrap my fingertips around the hairy base and both my hands barely covered the whole thing. Unlike me, he wasn't leaking much pre-cum, but was moist from the heat. The skin was surprisingly smooth and. The brute reached through my legs and gripped me by the waist holding me firmly as he worked his cock back and forth. His massive shoulders pushing apart my feet, I was able to scratch his shoulders with my finger tips but not hold on to them, they were just out of reach. I could feel the bulbous huge cock head as it worked it's way back and forth in my anal canal. Just coming to my anal sphincter muscle ring yet not passing out of it. Then repeating it's torturous journey back into the.