He felt a need to protect her. Certainly, she'd shown the ability tobewitch people with some charm, and he had wondered if he himself hadfallen for su...h devilry, but he thought not. They had been together toolong. His feelings for her were his own. She also seemed of too gentle anature to use her comrades that way.The grass stirred some fifty feet off. He stared intently. His strongshoulders drew the bow. It creaked under the tension. He saw a briefglimpse of brownish fur, and let the shaft. It gave me another idea, one that would be easy to bring to completion.We trekked up some of the lesser trails and the kids were thrilled to find three petroglyphs they’d never seen before. I held the paper taut along the rock while they made tracings with a charcoal. All in all it was a most enjoyable afternoon. I wasn’t looking forward to the evening when Mistress Danielle and I would be alone again in her room. She had me eat her hairy pussy to four orgasms before peeing again into my. ‘Has it been four years already?’ he mused and drifted back in time. **** He had a fabulous weekend with Ruth and their grandchildren. The new heart medication he started the week before had been better than advertised. Peter enjoyed the newfound energy, as did his grandchildren and especially Ruth. Their devotion, nurtured by many decades of love and lust was unmistakably evident after the little ones were sound asleep. It was the best two nights they had in a long time and the playful swat he. “God, not yet,” he gasped, “You’ll have me driving into a ditch.”Smiling, triumphantly, Emma sat back and relished his hand returning to her silken thigh. Reaching the hotel, and in the elevator up to the third floor, Emma knew she was so ready for whatever lay ahead.Arriving on the third floor, they were out onto a quiet corridor. Releasing her, Chris produced a card, wafted it over a pad and they were inside a large smartly decorated room.After only a quick glance around, Emma found herself.