A few minutes later, a soldier arrived at her tent with a thick wooden pole that he proceeded to hammer into a soft area on the ground in her tent.“...o chain the prisoner on.” The soldier explained. “Stavros’s orders.”Aella thanked the soldier and he went on his way. Not seconds later Aella could hear the clanging of chains as another soldier escorted the prisoner inside her tent.“The prisoner,” The soldier spat, his words full of spite. “Shall I chain him to the post?”Aella looked the boy up. I saw her point, and knew that what she was saying about African culture was true.But aside from these conversations about my feelings and Sue’s planned pregnancy by Francis, these days were good as Grace and I grew closer together. I didn’t push it, but I sensed that now that she knew about the changed relationship between Sue and me, Grace had given herself permission to love me in a deeper way. She sensed that, as Sue had changed the rules of the game, my heart was now open to love her in. Whenever she's really gets going she tends to curse, "Fuck me", "Give me that shit", "Hit it harder, harder fuck me like a bitch" and a lot more you'd dream of hearing your wife say. If there's one thing my wife is really good at it's dirty talk. Well in all honesty, she's pretty good at everything when it comes to sex. One of the million reasons black men love her.He pulled out of her and pushed her leg over his shoulder. He had her missionary now. He held her tight and dug it in hard. Deep. Cold. Grey. Just kinda stuck in there to keep January from slamming into March.Still, he knew that he shouldn't be displeased. A lot of things were going well. Jane was much happier, now that she could be out and about. Arianwen and Kiera were going like gangbusters -- although Kiera hadn't come to the mansion yet, she and Ari were spending a lot of time together. If they were anyone else, Ken might be worried about losing his wife. But he knew that Ari was just prepping an apparently very.