Turning towards me, her blouse still open, cum still glistening, running in little rivulets down between her tits, she leaned over kissing me quickly ...nd briefly on the lips."That was fun, I look forward to the drive home, the feel of your still hot runny cum on my tits while I drive," she said smiling at me, obviously having no intent on closing her blouse as she motioned for me to follow her back up the stairs.I had somewhat regained my senses, though my mind and head was now a blur with what. I made sure they all got some breakfast down them, as we would be doing hard graft for most of the day. Neddy Claypole had been given the job of getting a meal out to us at midday, and woe betide him if he didn't.By 0700 we were on site, shirts off and digging – two men per grave. I was with Rumpole, who gradually sweated out the beer he had drunk, although his previous evening's amorous activity had severely weakened his digging prowess.At 0800, dead on time, Astrid drove up in her Danish Army. There is. Youre lying across my desk, my handprints on your arse. Do as youre told and you get to keep your job. Be disobedient and you dont. Its quite simple, I assure you. I thought about it for a second, and realised that infuriatingly he was correct. I couldnt bring myself to speak, so acting on the premise that actions speak louder than words I dropped my head to the desk and moved my feet apart, giving him better access to my wetness. When he was sure I wasnt going to struggle he stood. " And quickly becoming one of the coldest. Hold me, Stoney."I pulled her in against me, her skin cool, dry, and we embraced, clad only in the moonlight. I kissed her."Randall Jackson, under the light of this moon, I wed myself to you," she said gravely."By the same moon, I take you, Johanna Solheim, as my wife and give myself to you only." Then it's done," she said. "In a very old way. We have mated. We have sworn under the light of the moon. We can go fill out a government form somewhere and.