Her body got all tensed. But soon she was relaxing, and coming back to rocking her hips back and forth, on my fingers this time. I wrapped my free arm...around her to press her body hard on mine. “Do you like my fingers inside you?” I whispered. Her answer came in approving moans: “Oh... Yessss... But now... Gimme that cock of yours!” Her wish was my command. I slid off my trunks, and replaced my fingers by my cock. I pushed it in slowly, yet steadily. This time, no one was disturbing our moment. I wanted to call the police and have them check on my soul mate. But that seemed a very dumb thing to do. After all, what were we to each other? Dear friends, and lovers? Master and sub? I didn't really know anymore. I did know that I didn't feel as if I had the right to call the police every time she didn't answer a text message. When I arrived home late on a Saturday evening I parked my Mercedes in the spot I rented and went up to my walk-up apartment on the third floor. I lived in a. He opened its mouth andpushed a few tender shoots of grass into it. "For your journey youngone."Sighing, he slowly knelt beside the deer and began the task at hand ofpreparing the animal for carrying. Softly he sang out a prayer to hiscreator for allowing him the deer.As the sun climbed higher into the sky, Etu had transported the deer downto a stream where he washed the blood from his hands and cleaned andwrapped the meat in the hide. With strips he had brought with him, he wasable to fashion. She said he knows about a girl's g-spot like I do and said he was different because he used four fingers in her where I just use two most the time. She smiled and said both work but is just different. Karen told me he ate her out while his fingers rooted around in her hole and rubbed her g-spot a lot. She said his other hand was rubbing her thighs, belly, and tits while he did that. Karen said it felt so good that it made her have an orgasm in about ten minutes. She giggled and said he sucked.