I can’t hold... The rustle and crackle of dried leaves shattered their isolation. Senses suddenly firing at full alert, he squinted to see what the ...ast threads of dusk might reveal. Éowyn also raised her head, her eyes glazed and unfocused. A faint blur of motion amidst the undergrowth drew the focus of his keen sight, revealing a small grey shape snuffling the ground, searching for food.It’s only some woodland creature, indifferent to our purpose. There’s nothing to fear.His own danger fled. Do I dare to do so here? In full view? With just the semi-circular moon and ambient light from the city casting shadows inside, and no light behind me, I should be anonymous and virtually unseen. Perhaps I can get away with it, but it feels kind of wrong. Dirty, even. What if someone looks up and catches me with my fingers in my panties? I'd be mortified. But equally, they won't know me so maybe it's ok? After all I don't know the couple in the room beneath me and I'm becoming excited watching. Instead I swallowed his semen and loved the thickness of it. I loved that it clung to my teeth and tongue. It stayed with me even after I has swallowed all of it. Somehow I was satisfied. I wasn’t a real sexual satisfaction, it was more an emotional one. Then he lifted me, put me back over his knee as if to spank me again, but instead he rubbed and stroked my cunt, and then my clit. Yes I was thinking of my body in the terms he used for it. I came as I had not cum in years. My body shook and. All my thoughts of exactly how I want to devour her are gone, no longer relevant. She needs me now. I approach her. She’s borderline hysterical. She was thinking about him. That’s what she usually calls him. She can’t stand his name. Sometimes she’ll refer to him as her ex, but usually he’s just ‘him’. I make sure she hears me approaching. She looks at me briefly, her eyes blurred with tears, and nods. She turns away. I come closer, slowly, and wrap my arms around her. I have her arms in an.