If you aren’t interested in the building of the plot of the story, skip to the end where I have included a brief summary.* ***** Standing in the hal...way with pain stricken shock and betrayal inside and a bundle of wrinkled suit in his arms, Alaster was in a panic. Before long, someone would come running to Lucius’ office with news or some other conflict of immediate importance, if they saw Alaster in this moment of such weakness, such vulnerability- ‘I have to go,’ Alaster muttered to himself,. It terrifies me, and my resistance against you stops once again. My pussy walls still tight around your dick.You: with the strength and agility of the wolf. i twist your body so that you are facing me, while never pulling out of youYou: so that we are in a missionary positionYou: i then rise up onto two feet, standing my tallest. holding you tightly to my body, impaled onto my 14 inch cockYou: i put my hands on your sides and begin to slide you up and down my dickYou: your legs spread. We both stood for awhile, leaning on the cold rusty railing and looking down at the stream as the sun sank slowly west. A flash of white caught my eye down in the trees. Below us, probably sixty feet away, a woman was sitting on a rock, reading. She was young, probably twenty, with deep brown skin, black hair falling around her face in thick masses of curl, wearing a long white dress with buttons down the front, and sandals like Tanya's. The hand not holding the book was in her lap. I got a. He was extremely tanned all over, obviously from his outside work, and he looked like Adonis to her. He caressed the massive bulge under his sporty lycra shorts. The material hugging him so that she could see much in the way of detail, including his mushroom crown, and the seeping wetness near it's tip. He exercised restraint to some degree, so as not to allow himself to get too far along too fast. He allowed his fingers to caress that crimson satin crown through the material, and even lingered.