Her mind reeled as she walked deep into their depths. Would she find a dragon? or a buried treasure? The corpses of others who dared this venture mayb...? A dim light came into view just past the end of the torch light. She sauntered towards it, a smile on her beautiful, pale face. ‘If anything is worth finding in here, it will be in that light,’ she muttered to herself. The light trickled through the cracks of an ancient iron cast door. She wrenched it open, and shielded her eyes. What she saw. From this distance the man's many layered odor was unmistakable. Sweat, dirt, grease, and heaven knew what else mixed together on his clothes and body. Still, Mary struggled to believe her impression was founded on the worst of circumstances. Let them arrive at his ranch, give him a chance to clean up and shave. He would prove to be respectable, kind and gentle."Where is the wagon?" Mary asked, determined not to show her growing doubt to this man who had taken a greater risk than she by opening. I wanted him so badly in that moment that it was indescribable. My thighs were slick and wet, and sweat was beading on my chest under his mouth. I fumbled with his fly and he kicked off his jeans and boxers. As if it were planned, I opened my legs and he slid his full length into me, up to the hilt. We both moaned at the sensation, put off for almost two years. He pounded into me relentlessly, and I dug my fingers into his ass, urging him on. I could feel my thighs bruising, but I didn’t care.. “You can have me whenever you want.” She said after a pause.“You can do whatever you please with me.” She said after a little further prompting.“I will never hurt you. I will teach you how to pleasure a man and how to be pleasured. I will give you pleasure that you never had before, more than you can ever imagine.” I promised her.“I will be a good student.” She promised back.It was late in the noon by then. Her hubby worked in the second shift and would already be on the way to his factory to.