So she used her nails and scratched my chest. I sat up right away and threw her off of me. She insisted it was all just play even though I had these...big red marks on my chest. I got behind her and just fucked her about as hard as I could. Our bodies were making loud clapping sounds as I slammed into her. And after a couple of minutes, she screamed out and felt her cumming. Exhausted and still somewhat angry with her I just pushed her aside on the bed and lay down. She lay there for a. I couldn’t hear most of the conversation over the racket coming from everyone else gearing up, but I heard enough to know what they were planning. They assumed that I was part of some merchant caravan they planed on attacking, only they think I went ahead of the rest for a private bath. They planned on capturing me now, then attacking the caravan later tonight. They want to capture as many of us alive as possible, so that we can be sold as slaves. They only seemed to disagree about one thing.. She jumped!"You scared me to death!" she gasped, turning around."Sorry," Tom grinned."I didn't think anyone was here. Why aren't you at the rink?" Sophia and Warren had a wedding thing-we're starting late today. I'm glad I was here. You can really play." I hate playing in front of other people," Kristin admitted softly."Why?" I just do."Tom walked over to the piano, and waved to her to move over. She just looked at him. He waved again, grinning. She slid over on the piano bench. He sat down,. Was singing and our Christmas tree filled the 52 inch television screen. Off screen her voice said, "Naughty, naughty! Aren't you worried that Santa might be watching? By the way I like all of the mistletoe you've hung up, and I think I'm just going to have to kiss you under each bit of it" Her eyes were riveted to the screen and we weren't even on it yet.Seconds later we appeared in front of the tree wrapped in our respective robes, so far so good I thought. As we watched ourselves kiss on TV.