Never once seeming to mind that he was filthy with sweat and dirt she feasted on his skin. Finally she had freed his from his tight blue jeans. When ...er hand closed over him he almost came undone. The feline purr sounded in her throat as she stroked him. He had to stop her to keep from embarrassing himself. It was difficult to pull her clothes off with her hands and mouth driving him crazy. There wasn’t much finesse in their lovemaking just raw animal need. She was more than ready for him when. The sword slashed her left arm, and blood started soaking into her clothes. She cried out in pain and grabbed her left arm.The scarred bounty hunter, who was observing from a distance, said, "Looks like we drew first blood, Sir Rohea. It is not too late to surrender."Rohea was silent, and gritted his teeth. He had to quickly end the fight with one of them, or Maes would surely be overrun in a moment. Rohea was a flurry of activity as he swung repeated at the first bounty hunter. The bounty. She said yes a little. We sat there a few minutes; I said we better get moving. She abruptly asked, “Can it do you?”I said “WOW, I don’t know.” She asked. “Wouldn’t I like it?” I told her,” Yes of course.” “Well let me than,” she replied. With that she rubbed the crotch of my jeans, I felt my cock grow, as she did too, “Hmm” she purred. I told her she could never tell anyone about Boots or I she agreed. To see how serious she was I told her she had to take off her shorts and underwear. . To read about Misha and Froo please read the companion story Taking the Risk Chapter’s 1-21 under Novels and Novella’s. * Tracy walked over to the shower unit, and reaching in turned on the water, running her hand through the spray to feel the temperature. Misha glanced round just as she was removing her robe and stepping into the shower. He stood and watched her round bottom disappear behind the frosted glass of the cubicle. Turning back to the mirror to look himself in the eye he shook his.