She kept a full bowl of beef stew, and a platter of home-baked wheat bread slathered heavily with home churned butter and wild honey by his elbow.Youn... Graydon had gone home the day after the rescue. He had agreed to say nothing of it. As far as his family was concerned, he'd had an uneventful few days of fishing and camping and returned home as a matter of course. He was busy catching up on chores and garden weeding, and he was digging out another irrigation ditch, this one to carry more water. “I can’t live without you, Dava. I just can’t.” His hands caressed her back as he kissed her hair. “It’s alright, my love.” His kisses feathered across her cheek, licked the tears that flowed from her eyes. “I love you. Just hold me, baby.” Luciel sighed when Davariel’s petal soft lips caressed hers. She touched her tongue to his upper lip when he bit down on her lower one. They both groaned in unison. Davariel kissed her as if sampling the sweetest fruit, the tip of his tongue delving. "Good answer slut," I told him. "Now back to when Mark camehome and had me fully restrained using his new rack, if you are readyto continue?" Oh, yes Ma'am," he agreed. "We must continue if we are to covereverything before Mark comes home from work." And you want that, not even knowing what it will mean for you Stevie?"I asked sarcastically."Yes Ma'am," he said quietly, almost at the brink of tears as hisemotions were being triggered by the conversation and by his ownunyielding, frustrating. I then feel him ejaculating deep inside me as he collapses on top of me. My orgasm begins to wane as we both catch our breath. After a moment, Steve lifts off me and rolls away. I lie there, enjoying the lassitude of my orgasm.I must fall asleep, because I slowly return to consciousness. I groggily lift me head and look around. I am by myself. I get up off the bed and move towards the bathroom. I push the door open and find Nicki and Steve caressing each other as they shower. Nicki is stroking.