After nearly a year of being untouched, unfucked; Leah knew she would do anything this man wanted her to do. If he told her to drop to her knees and a...t like a dog, she would. She felt his breath on her neck; hot and teasing. Her hips had a mind of their own as she slowly grinded against his crotch. “You want this,” he teased, reaching with his free hand to the hem of her denim shirt. His calloused hand slid beneath the fabric and up her stomach. Goose bumps bubbled along her skin at his touch.. A look passed between us, the look of two people who had been tested together and had come through their trial, tougher for it."Tougher to survive." I thought to myself.The next few days were filled with mundane affairs. I met with people to review how my projects were progressing, I watched the long bow archers practice and I watched Gabrain while he studied and while he went through his own weapons practice. There were disputes between people in the settlement that, as Lord, I was expected to. It was a very nice garment and she got it on sale. The soft material felt nice on her skin but being in the fancy dress didn't make her feel all that glamorous. This was turning into a hot dog, French fries night. She had been looking forward to a small filet, twice baked potato, veggies, and their scrumptious dessert. Now it was dogs and fries from the stand about fifty feet from her flat near DePaul University.She walked out in a huff. Even if Tim came now, it was too late. Emma's pet peeve. She slid her panties down right in front of me, revealing a closely clipped pubic area that seemed to emanate heat. She was in control, and with a shove she pushed me back on the bed and climbed astride me, with a knee on either side of my hips. Reaching behind her to guide me, she lowered her body down, and I felt myself enter her wet pussy. Her eyes closed, and as I looked up at her face, I heard her groan, "Oh fuck."Her hips ground down against me, rotating round and round. She started to.