She screamed into her gag. Her eyes squeezed shut; she didn’t even try to face him down, but just dropped into denial, into as happy a place as she ...ould make. But while she could close her eyes to the sights, she couldn’t hide herself away from the sensations, to the violent work of his shaft spearing into her. As the minutes passed, her cries and breathing turned ever more ragged, while Brex just moaned with growing pleasure. She wore out her throat trying to scream, even as it kept failing. On those days I always make sure to have a good dinner waiting on him when he closes the shop and comes home. After dinner our routine is to usually sit on our little private patio we call our ‘oasis’. There free from nosey neighbors we can dress as we wish or don’t wish. On our little ‘oasis’ we like to go nude when we are alone. We enjoy a glass of wine or a cold beer and cuddle with each other. Sometimes when we’ve had a stressful day we like to sit in the hot tub. We make love outside. Her long legs had made short work of the journey, and there was still plenty of daylight when, after some searching, she found a shelter under a rocky overhang. GPS told her she was about as close to the village as she dared set up camp. The village hunters ranged fairly widely, but surveillance had not seen them come this far.There was another, somewhat larger spring not far from her shelter, and she went to it, washing her face and arms to remove the dust and sweat. There were scrub trees of. It was me and my girlfriend Jessica and my three good friends Tom, Pat, and Jas. So all five of us were in the kitchen playing kings cup. We wer on our 3rd game and Jessica was pretty wasted by then and couldnt hang with us so she decided to go up stairs and take a shower and laydown. So mean wyle my boys and i continued drinkng and chatting. About an hour passed being around 1am. The four of us decided to go upstairs planing to catch her throwing up. So we quietly walked upstairs nd checked.