Anna had obviously not forgiven me, so I decided to make it up to her by cleaning the house, washing the dishes and doing the laundry.*Chapter Three: ...he decisionShe had not returned by four pm so I decided to start dinner. As I worked, I became increasingly anxious wondering where she could be this late on a Sunday afternoon.Dinner was on the table when I picked up the phone for the first time to call her. I hung up before the phone connected as I heard the garage door open and Anna drive. Dammit! The curses rolled around her head as she groaned in discomfort, her skewered behind waving in the air. She'd stopped the gentle caresses on her clit. Quickly resuming them, the pain rapidly retreated and her ass began a slow grinding motion against her fingertips. Her pussy certainly wasn't asleep now. She reached lower and could feel how hot and wet she'd become.C'mon. Relax. Relax...Breathe. It'll be okay. Just wait..."Mmmmm," she whimpered, wet fingers entering her mouth. Sucking. The only things they had to fear were men, for verily, only men could overcome the instinctual call to flee in terror of such monstrous power. Within her own tent, sitting on a bed of soft, velvet cushions, Aeva relaxed from her exhausting ride. She was more depleted than most, having exerted so much energy in the fury of her discontent. Being enraged, it seemed, was thirsty, hard work, and so it was that she called for drinks to be served, of ale and wine and sweet, fermented nectars. One of. I moaned as well. Her tightness was nearly overbearing. Her hands were placed on my chest as she moved her hips up and down on my cock, slowly. Each time her hips fell, she took more of my cock inside her. Her breasts held firm as she gently slid up and down my shaft.Like before, everything about this moment with Victoria was intimate and loving in a soft, gentle style. She, as was I, was savoring every second of our time together. When she slid my entire cock into her the first time, Victoria.