‘Eat up then be on your way. There is plenty of time.’ He spent the entire day in the saddle. The Baron expected to know everything and Jeffrey wa... the officer who he expected to find out about it. Jeffrey rode up and down the column, gathering information on the wounded, the wagons, and if General Fraser’s column had closed up. The Baron wanted no straggling especially from his Germans. He wanted to prove the meddle of his men. The pace was steady as they marched about an hour then halted for. On nights when I was home early, I’d try to get him to eat. He’d refuse. He’d just lay there and drink, sulking and pining over Mom. Many nights I’d hear him crying, but usually, that was after he was nine beers in and drunk. I often just stayed in my room. I’d learned my lesson. One night, he was making funny noises, and I thought he might’ve been choking.He was choking, alright. He was choking the chicken. He had a pair of Mom’s panties that I guess she had left in the laundry basket, wrapped. Take all of it! That’s what you’ve been wanting right?”“Yes!!” Lauren could barely think let alone speak but there was no hiding how much she loved the fucking she was getting.“Yes, it’s so good. This is so, so good!” She buried her head into the side of his neck and felt an orgasm barreling up from deep inside her. Malik was a rigid piston, drilling deep and close to bursting her open. Lauren could only hold on as she felt herself getting closer and closer.Then, blast off. Her orgasm ripped. The next thing that happened changed my life forever if it hadn’t already been changed and I watched as my wife stopped tip toeing to kiss her black master but went down until she kneeled in front of him her face looking so happy and full of lust, his looking emotionless and severe as she reached for the front of his trousers and started unbuckling his belt and undo his button. There was no rush to her action, she seemed to be enjoying the tease and the beaming smile on her face never left her..