Growling back at her ‘Shut the fuck up and just get going……faster…..put some speed into it.’ he looked behind over his shoulder to see if th...y were being followed. Guiding her small blue car through the familiar Kent country road in the falling dusk she surreptitiously glanced in the mirror trying to see the man who sat beside her, the smell of fear and sweat pouring off of him as he kept his eyes on the road behind. He was about thirty five, very masculine with short dark hair and a wiry. Uncle Tim put them in his pocket. He leaned over and gave me a quick kiss on my lips, then said "Thank you" as he sat up in his seat and started the car. When we got to my house he turned in his seat with a serious face. "Remember Jinger when I make you feel good you should not tell anyone else about it. It is just between my Princess and me....OK?" I smiled at him and told him I know. He touched his finger to my nose and told me that is why he loves me because I am his amazing princess. . I slide my rod into you and you reach under and grab my balls for a little squeeze. I lean over you and gram your boob and massage them. I then hold onto your hips and begin pumping you from behind making sure that the head of my cock is rubbing your gspot. I then look down and can see your lips wrapped around me while I slide it in faster and faster, you start to moan and then cum onto me again and I make sure I hold your hips and follow your body as it moves forward so that I am deep inside. ”Brena glared at the woman, “Does the local Thieves guild sanction kidnapping for slavers here?”“What thieves guild. We ran that lot out several years back. We run the city now, not that useless fek of a Gil,” the woman spat, then made like she was going to strike at Brena. She never finished the motion. Brena moved and before the woman could pull back, her tongue was hanging out of the slash across her throat. Brena grabbed it and pulled it as far as it would stretch then let go. She stepped.