Although the snow was powdery, it was settling and had become ever more difficult to trudge through. A journey such as this would be tiring in any sea...on, but was even more so when confronted by snowy gales and encumbered by furs. The need for good stitching was more than ever evident as ice-cold water inexorably seeped through the seams.The villagers followed the route they'd travelled the previous year and indeed since time immemorial, but this year it was obscured by early snow cover. Chief. The damsel trusted the man and gave him her love to hold and protect. They were wed, and for a while he did an excellent job of keeping her heart safe. The two laughed much and loved deeply, but the damsel eventually became sad. She missed traveling, and the lush beauty of things that lived outside the desert. They had made plans for years to run off and make a life somewhere else, but it never happened. The damsel began to feel like a caged bird, and her husband resented her for not being. ‘No!’ the big man said with a warning stare. ‘We won’t fuck her,’ he stated forcefully, and he looked at the girl. She hated him, but she loved him at that moment, for she knew he was her protector, the only force between her not being hurt and being abused and then forcefully raped. She mouthed thank you. He glared back. The girl sensed that on some level the man was kind, or at least considerate, at least she thought he might be, but that he wanted to dominate and control her, to expose her,. When I pulled my fingers hand out of her pussy, they had some blood on them. That was done. She gasped and jerked when I licked a nipple once more and smiled. Daddy? I want your cock in me now! She demanded as I rubbed my erection against her slit. I wanted to fuck her so hard. You gave me two amazing orgasms&hellip,no wait&hellip,three! I lifted her ass up lightly and directed my dick to her pussy, and then slowly entered. It was so warm and wet inside, her pussy muscles gripped my cock.