Suddenly she plunged down an embankment and tumbled into a small river. The water whilst cold did not feel as cold as that which had woken her just mi...utes ago, she dived under the water and swam downstream thinking the hounds would soon lose her scent and they would be useless for tracking her. After some thirty minutes of panic running during her escape, she now tried to clear her mind and work out a plan to avoid being found. First she needed to find some clothes, as a naked pierced woman. I have seen her many times before and I reach a hand down to caress my growing manhood through the thin material of my shorts. I’ve seen her in the morning, during the day and at night. I’ve seen her clothed, partially clothed and naked. I have seen her husband’s lips on hers and wished they were mine. I have watched his fingers run down her perfect skin and ached for them to be my hands. I have seen his mouth on her perfect breasts, the flesh so soft and wonderful, just crying out to be. I stood up and asked, “It’s mid morning. Would you prefer breakfast or lunch?”Her eyes lit up at the mention of food. She replied, “Is the offer for one of your killer omelets still good?”I got all the ingredients out and made bacon and my four cheese omelet. They’re pretty rich. But I’m a cheese freak and I love them. They’re one of the many things I missed when I was locked up and I’ve been making up for lost time.I made coffee and set the table. She offered to help but I don’t really need. She is the color of cinnamon, long dark hair resting at the swell of her back, having the radiance of a beautiful young mother. I tend to her, lovingly relieving her milk-filled breasts in a tub of amethyst.He sows into us wildly. Seven gardens planted in a single night. Seven stone baths holding lavishly-seeded wives. The most valued is my love. He fills her frequently, with fervor and delight, keeping her breasts heaving. My flower spread upon his lips, his tongue polishing my gem, I can.