Carthalo could barely hear her whispering Yes&hellip, oh gods yes&hellip, by the eight divines I need some cock. Husband&hellip,. Hadvar&hellip, Carth...lo&hellip, anyone&hellip, oh, oh yes I need it so badly&hellip,. It was all Carthalo could do not to go give her what she clearly wanted so desperately. Then, she did something so bizarre that Carthalo wasnt sure if he had seen it, she produced Alvors blacksmithing hammer from behind the counter, a good sized, wooden handled, hammer that she. ” “Mark, I am so hot for you. I think u live to be fucked hard from behind. Just sayin.” And so it went. Two weeks of torture. On the appointed day we arrived at the motel and checked in. The young woman at the reception desk slowly explained the amenities awaiting us: pool, sauna, exercise room. I noticed Dawn was fidgeting as much as I. There was only one amenity on our minds. We got in the elevator and headed up to the third floor. We kissed. She felt my hard cock through my pants and moaned. ”“It wasn’t going to be Max!” Sam sounded tired. I could hear the change in her voice when Max turned the corner around the rail. “He let you wear them?”“Why not?” Max asked. I picked up my boots. The closet was upstairs. I stopped on the first stair. I wasn’t going to carry in that snow, and left them on the second bottom step.“Just, he said they’re not ... I wish I could sleep this worry off in my own bed,” she muttered. I had a soft frown as I crested the stairs.“They plowed the streets. I. I’m gonna have a nice surprise for you when you get home.”“All I want is my wife naked and a week of endless sex.””Interesting you should say that.” The phone was on speaker so Cain could hear. He almost laughed out loud. “That is exactly what’s been on my mind; a nice, thick cock to ride to be exact.”“You can ride me all you want when I get home.”“Paul, I hate to go, but I’ve got a lunch date with Leza and am running late.”“OK. It’s late here and I need to go to bed.” Of course, Dena was.