We then grabbed a bottle of cheap white wine and went to sit on the porch swing.‘Want to play a game’ she asked a few glasses of wine later.‘Wha...’s it about?’ I asked her.‘We’ll take turn asking each other questions and we have to answer as truthfully as we can’‘Ok, it’s simple enough. You start’‘How often do you masturbate?’ she asked.Wow she’s fast, I thought, plunging right to the heart of the matter; no beating around the bush.I was caught unawares.‘Um let’s see …whenever the need. "Beautiful," said Timermat. "Not quite as good as 'The Moonlight' but beautiful. I think you should play 'The Moonlight' tomorrow night." I can't," she whispered shyly looking at her feet."There is no such word as can't. Please, Miss Morris, play for me tomorrow night."Court moved forward to stand beside her."What is all this, Libby?" he asked."That is Kristian Timermat, the pianist I told you about, and he wants me to play in the opening concert tomorrow night but I can't, Court. I just. Some of them weren't even dead yet, but the abdominal wounds would take care of it soon enough. We left them moaning, groaning, and contemplating the pitfalls of hunting other men to kill.I was surprised myself when we got back since Zakkon and Mendal had taken over the combine and hay mowing chores. I waved and smiled at them as we headed back to the cave. The people up here would be mostly without protection for a while, except for the dogs and wolves, but I was sure they could let us know in. I held her hips tight and held my hips still, pulling her body back and forth like she was a doll. Linda's moans increased at that, and she started whimpering. “Oh baby, yes, fuck me, fuck me good and hard and don't hold back, I'm almost there!”Right after her climax started I pushed in deep, holding myself all the way inside as I came, the spasms in my cock mirroring those of her clenching pussy. Finally we were both finished and I collapsed on top of her and rolled us to our sides. I reached.