. as he drilled her. My wife was not down there so I went back up. I looked all over for her to no avail. I was lost. There was sex everywhere and my ...ife, who had been with at least 4 men tonight and was showing no signs of slowing down, could not be found anywhere. So I went into the kitchen and fixed a drink while watching a game of strip beer pong for clothing. The ladies were losing and were down to panties... sexy panties and no bras. The guys playing were still in costume and having fun. How he felt and how much he’d missed her.And as these twin reels played out in my minds’ eye, I remembered back to how I’d felt in the car as I’d watched their closeness. My shiny emotional balls of that Newton’s cradle were swinging up and down and I thought all over again of calling Sue and asking her to come home.But what stopped me was the knowledge that Francis needed Sue. If I was hurting and feeling angst and needing the reassurance of Sue by my side, how much more was Francis hurting. We wandered westward, me in the lead and the girl complaining about the pace and her hunger. British patrols were on the roads and at every ford. I decided we were trapped behind their lines and would just have to wait it out. We found an abandoned shed of some sort with half a roof and sat side by side, knees raised. I wished I had some tobacco. She wanted food. Sex was, for a change, not highest on my list of needs, but it was, of course, there."Why can't we go to the tavern we saw? It looked. As her horse galloped eastward over increasingly rocky ground, Merry’s small body — unaccustomed to riding on a full-sized horse and with legs insufficiently long to grip its flanks — bounced up and down between her legs, inadvertently causing a constant, frustrating stimulation she couldn’t ignore but was forced to endure. By the time they finally stopped for the night’s camp she was crazed by hours of unexpected friction and in desperate need of release.Unfortunately, the hasty ride to Gondor.
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