I swear I was shaking all over when I hung up the phone. But it was a happy shaking.The day flew by like lightning. As the clock approached time to le...ve, my hands trembled; which made putting on eyeliner a challenge. I must admit though, with the years of practice I did look pretty hot.I put on my favorite long, teased red wig, adjusted my cock back between my legs, smoothed my black capri pants, and slipped into my gold three inch come-fuck-me pumps. Then I stood at the mirror, checking out. I loved fucking and knew I would like doing this again and again.After being in the woods all day we got dressed and headed home. He told me to take a shower and wash my pussy with nice warm water to help the pain. I showered and later that night as I was naked in bed he came in and fucked me twice more. He whispered in my ear "I love fucking you. You are so tight and you love really being fucked." He was right. I did love being fucked. That week we fucked every night and a couple times during. Leaving his cart at a stable, Pelle went to sell last winter's cured skins. He had quite a number of ermine pelts but also rabbit and hare skins to sell, and he received another twenty Groschen for them. The merchant always gave him good money for his pelts and skins.He was walking past Levy's house when a young woman, barely older than a girl, stopped him. It was Rebecca, Levy's daughter."Hello, Pelle!" she greeted him."I greet you, Rebecca," Pelle smiled looking her over with undisguised. Her hands are so big. And her arms are so strong. Jordan felt good inthose big, strong arms. Comforted. Safe. Secure. Horny.Jordan opened his lips and kissed Anna, moaning in pleasure.'Oh Anna,' he thought to himself. 'How I miss you.'But why were her lips so scratchy? he wondered, continuing the kiss. Butthe scratchiness didn't turn him off. Strangely, it made him even morehorny.And then gradually... slowly... Anna morphed into... into...* * *"Matt..." Jordan breathed. The entire courtyard.