The booze and the sex had taken their toll and wifey fell asleep on the way home. I laid her face down on our bed still half asleep. I had to help her...get her clothes off once in the bedroom. When I pulled off her jeans the crotch was soaked like she had pissed her pants. Her jeans had acted like a diaper and caught everything that was oozing out of her cunt and the stench of semen filled the air. I climbed on top of her and I fucked her right then and there. It was fast and quick but I made. Prompting him to think, was this a professional relationship? Surely it was. They were business partners, most likely. Traveling the countryside looking for odd jobs, be it vanquishing necromancers or leading trolls and their mammoth horses to less destructive places. He and Stanley had accomplished a lot in their time together, but was that grounds for a courtship? Perhaps.It occurred to Xavier then, as Stanley finally sat to remove his boots, that his thoughts had gone completely off course.. .God she did not realize just how horny she had become lately she needed a release from the sexual tension and Ct was going to give it to her and real soon...Cy jumped back into the car and said “Room s*******n right over there second floor no one else around us okay?” Patricia just nodded and gunned the car over to that building and they dashed up the stairs like teenagers on a first date he fumbled the keys opening the door and she said “Come ON get it!!!” He laughed she laughed and he opened. Martin?" she asked finally, trying to sound more sarcastic than she did. "Is this what will be expected of me?" Don't be an ass," he whispered, his voice flat. "You know damn well you liked it as much as I did." He rolled over and kissed her lightly on the mouth, a move so gentle, so loving it caught her off guard. "Well, didn't you?" I can't figure you out," she said, melting once more in his embrace."You'll have plenty of time to do that," he interrupted, "We're going to New York tomorrow..