I reach forward and hold back of Amy’s head holding her bent down as I slide my wet cock from her juicy cunt then into the tight ass poking up in th... air, Amy cry’s out again yelling loud to fuck her ass and pushes back on my cock till it fills her deep on first thrust. With the hand reaching forward I grab back of Amy’s head by the hair pulling back lifting her up looking at the road, I pull my hips back slow then ram forward slow back and slam in repeating over and over again.I don’t slow or. This time around though the equation was changed as there were more than one couple now and so they were sleeping next to each other in the tent. That meant I was sleeping next to Sahi. In all these years together, the only thing I have done that is remotely capable of being qualified as intimate has been giving her my shoulder to cry on. Never have we even held hands before! (yup, 7 years and nothing!) Sleeping next to her was a little awkward but I guess the two of us were a little too sapped. This is not that story.The story that is to unfold now is not the story of the Dark Lord's invasion or his crafting of a magical minion. No, this story is of the time before the Dark Lord's rise. This story is that of the mortal being that would become the Dark Lord, the tale of his origins and his transformation from mortal to nigh immortal being of dark magic.For there was a time when the Dark Lord was mortal. There was a time when he was able to bleed and feel pain and die. There was a time. He was married and had kids. He wasn’t interested in a long term relationship which suited Elena just fine. Elena just wanted to be satisfied and whole. However, after a few short months of on and off fuck sessions in his office Elena quickly learned that he did not reciprocate the pleasure. When Elena graduated she said her good-byes never to speak to him again. Yes, at twenty-four Elena was left unsatisfied with her sex life and was looking for something to fill that void in her life. Elena.