What little fucking he was able to do to her ass was enough to make him explode inside of her. He erupted with a guttural growl and collapsed on top o... her, panting and exhaling “oh shit” a few times.Once he slowed down his heart rate, he wiped his dick on her ass, stood up, and reassembled himself like nothing happened. He unfastened his belt and admired the deep red imprints around her throat. Various pieces of her wardrobe were strewn about and most of her was covered in dirt. Looking down. He also had a significant stock of .308 for his Remington 700. Cap it all off with thousands of .22 rimfire, 12 gauge rounds in three varieties, #4 shot for small game, 00 buck for self defense, and slugs for anything that needed killing, along with various odds and ends to go along with his eclectic collection, and you had a significant amount of weight. Junior had decided to load the ammo down both side of the front of the cargo box to distribute the weight better. He had constructed shelves. " We won't be able to slip into the cool interior of Sean's place. To find him their behind the counter, listen to his latest escapade and find that odd treasure which he had such a knack for finding. All of us have something needful that Sean provided." Sarah won't be starting Oxford in the spring. She will never tend to the children she wanted. Her long hoped for dashing young prince will have to find her on the other side."Ian's tears sparkled in the firelight as they slid from his eyes. The. How many times have I experienced that sensitivity with other men. When I look up I see the beautiful smile again. I read a soundless 'merci' from his lips.The first thing I see when I leave my room the next morning is Arnoud. He is talking to another man. When he sees me, he comes right at me and gives me a hand. He is just holding it. The other man joins us. Arnoud introduces him; Henrique. French colonization has left its mark. I'm sure Arnoud has told him what happened yesterday. Henrique.