“I want you…” “Want me to what? Make you tea? Help you find your goggles?” he teased. “I want you inside of me…” I whispered.In respon...e, I head his pants drop and he climbed on the bed so as to better take advantage of my position. Getting behind me, I felt him rubbing the head on my soaked pussy. “You sure you want this inside of you?” “Yes... “ “Yes what?” “Master.” At the word he thrust into me, pulling the leash back so he was deep inside me.“Oh god…” I whispered in pleasure as he stayed. . it all so quant ... she remembers what the man had told her ... the generator is old and will need refueling in 10 hours ... she marks the time...The small kitchen table with 2 chairs, sits in the middle diving the lounge from where she stands.The door open and snow works it way in along with a chilled breeze ... she smiles at him and tells him to wait ... he is not to walk in with those wet boots ... she kisses him and takes the box. she smiles and his eyes travel to the bed ... he looks at. At 50, Marina looks like Vanessa’s sister. Bloodlines.I’ve also met Vanessa’s grandmother, Sasha Andrushchenko. What a life that 64-year old woman has lived. Yes, 64. Yes, she had Marina when she was young.Sasha was born in what is now Ukraine, but was part of Russia at the time. Sasha’s own mother, Veronika, had been raped and left to die by six or eight drunken Russian soldiers. She survived.But those times, the 50s, were rough. That place, Kiev, was hardscrabble. Vanessa told me, “My great. He then laughed and moved his hand down my leg then up towards my thigh. “So, what are you doing?” I asked him. “Ah, thought it would feel good to you!” “Well yes it does but I’m just not sure about this.” His hand stayed firmly on my leg. I told him that well I guess. He moved hisHand down the top of my leg and then slowly up towards my hip and his hand then slid to my groin. I looked at him again and he said, “So you like this Huh?” He felt my hardened cock bulging in my pants. He rubbed me.