That was probably the real reason that she was late. I was really getting pissed. We continued the tour finally, the house was everything that my wife...and I were looking for and I knew that I wanted to buy it but I wanted to see the garage and the attached workshop. Now that I’m retired I planned on doing some woodworking so the shop was important to me. She said that she would open it up for me but to hurry since we were going to be late getting to the next house. Now I was really fucking. No one else (even with my lack of comparables) tastes and smells that combination… tobacco and midnight teakwood. Everything about this fucking is fucking aggressive… nothing gentle about the kiss… my lips are bruised, I am aching and hurting all over but with the knowledge that I am safe in your arms I want more. I feel the muscles inside me tightening… both yours and mine. I squeeze as hard as I can, trying to hold you tight inside me… of course it is just in my head. Being tied up like that. That wouldn't happen until the wedding date was set, but I knew it wouldn't be that far in the future.She was having some bad dreams at night and I was there to help her through them. The ones she could remember were variations of the confinement and restraint she suffered over that week. Fear of the future was mixed in with it as well. They didn't seem to have lasting effect on her during her waking hours, but in bed and asleep, I could feel her restlessness and I struggled to get a good. No other soldier could even compare, struggling to even keep up against you when sparring. This has lead to your fellow knights giving you respect, but also to many of them feeling distrustful of what you could do.Many admired you, not only because of your knighthood, but because you were also considered one of the most beautiful women on the kingdom. Despite your intense training your body was kept lean, with the muscles seeming to accentuate your figure beautifully, you also had a tan from.