She resisted, but was no match for his strength, athletic as she was. He placed her ankles on his shoulders and then fell forward. Her pussy was tippe... up and open, defenseless. She was so well toned, that having herself bent like this didn't cause any difficulty in breathing. She could hook her heels behind her head if she wanted to."Reach for me," he said softly. "Put me in. Let me have your virginity, Raleigh." His head dipped and he sucked a rigid, thrusting nipple.He felt her hand and,. He was used to seeing his feet clad in an assortment of boots or shoes, but this cast was difficult to accept. An independent man, he was not used to having to be assisted with all of his daily activities. There was no privacy either in this facility. The staff, though pleasant and accommodating, was persistent in their constant care. He just wanted a few minutes for himself, by himself, alone. The resentment he felt built up but was only revealed in gruff moments with the staff. The doctors. She remembers liking the way the girl flattened her heels beside his knees and used them for leverage, raising her hips to match his downward plunges, and then, when the boy was about to come, wrapping her legs around his thighs and clamping him to her as he shot. She remembers watching the boy thrash and twitch and drain into the girl, then roll off onto his back, exhausted, and she remembers the girl, spreadeagle on the sand, still unsatisfied, masturbating. . .And Sarah remembers the look in. She was a hard case. Atus's wife and oldest son had been killed, and when her younger brother had been hit with an arrow and wounded, it was Janae who picked up his shield and stood in front of her other brothers and sisters, while Cornelia threw herself across the others, shielding them with her own body. Cornelia, Atus's oldest daughter, now took over the task of running his villa to help her father; but the only thing Janae wanted to do was kill Aquitani. Lydia guessed Janae's anger was.