..It's sooo...UNGHH, omigod, I'm...It's so...I feel...oh, you're...I want you...omigod...sooo good. Oh."She was hugging me so tightly. I never knew sh... was that strong. She had her legs wrapped around my back and was squeezing me as far into her as she could with all her might. She just held me there in a bear hug of her arms and legs pressing our bodies together into one.Slowly she relaxed her hold and let out a deep sigh. "Oh, Jase, I never knew I could feel so wonderful. I'm just on fire,. The only problem was, I wasn’t certain what was real and what was fantasy anymore. “Take my cock, you bitch!” “Oooooh, fuck!” His voice. That deep, hoarse tone always made my cheeks flush in heat. From the first moment I heard him speak, it was as if my ears had fallen in love. Even then, I wasn’t sure if my eyes fell for him first; surely it was a combination of the two. “You like being fucked like a whore, don’t you?” “Yes! Fuck the shit out of me with your big fat cock!” Their voices were. "What's the party for?" Oh, we're just going to talk about what happens next. The usual post-disaster briefing. Care to join us?" He motioned to an open spot where she could sit. Their eyes locked, some communication going on that Sean couldn't guess. Lessa slowly nodded, and she and her companions sank to the ground right where they were standing. Kine chuckled, moving back to his original position as if nothing had happened.Sean looked back at the crowd. There was now a sense of ... nervous. It was a well planned kitchen. She looked out the window at the view. You could see the river from there. The cook was going to have a very nice view.“Do you have the plans for it?”“Of course, I do. It’s a nice little 1,200 square feet place.”“That’s big.”“Not really.”“It seems kind of big for a servant’s house.”“They’re not servants. They’re the cook and the gardener.”She supposed it made sense in a ‘Benny and Tim’ kind of way. She figured they viewed them as caretakers rather than servants..