"Now the hard part. Some sit ups. Lie on the floor. Arch your knees. I will hold your ankles. Now try sitting up. Oh! That is nice." I said. Claire mo...ed her legs apart. Her whole body shook as she tried to do one sit up. Her breast were so heavy, they almost fell out the side of her tight shirt. Her sports bra was over stuffed. I smiled after she did one sit up. "One more for your trainer...Oh that is very good." I said. Her small shorts rode up her camel toe. I almost lost my grip on her. And was out of range of crossbow bolts too.As soon as she was in the clear, Nemi swung herself up onto her horse's back, wheeling her mount round and heading for the high pass that separated their lands from those of the Kilim.Less that ten minutes later, exerted beyond his limits, Nemi's mount faltered, stumbled, and collapsed, Nemi only just having enough time to jump clear before her mount hit the ground, hard.His time had come.Though Nemi, like the rest of her people, did not believe in the. I grab hold of her shirt from behind and bunch it together in my fist restraining her properly. I release her neck and feel my way down between her thighs pushing her underwear aside. She is soaked. I slip a finger inside her and she breathes in deep resting her forehead on my chest. ‘You are so fucking wet.’ As I say the words memories come flooding back, all the weekends spent locked in my small apartment screwing for days, stains on my sheets…her desire. I bend her over the sink. Her arms. Loren got more pics of the boat in my fleet, and the shop. I locked everything up and we sat on the back porch with some iced tea.“Well, I guess I ought to go get a shower and get the lake water off, and get out of your hair, Tommy” Loren said after a little bit.“No need to rush off, unless you have something else to do. I’m not bored, and I’d just be piddling around the house this evening anyhow. You can use the shower in there if you like. Linda’s stuff in the shower caddy.”“Well, if you’re.