If we leave now, we’ll get captured and brought back to the palace.”“And punished,” Leya added. “Or killed.”“That’s troubling,” Till...an said. “I can’t send you off to your deaths. Maybe we can work out a different wish together instead.”“Princess Myre!” Horace shouted at the edge of the woods. “Leya!” In the glow of the rising sun, he had found the place that Myre and Leya had led their horses into the woods, with the broken branches and hoofprints in the soil. Horace also saw tracks from the. Granted, it did slacken after the first full bloom of marriage, going from nightly (sometimes two or three times) to six nights, then five and eventually to four, but we still made love at least four times a week and usually more than once. Other times we might go all week without making love once and then go seven or eight times over the weekend. Whatever, we still wanted each other and never got in a rut.One of the things that kept our sex life interesting was pornography. Early in our. Ripping his shirt off when he couldn't unbutton it fast enough, he winced as he undid his zipper over his now painful erection, and shed the rest of his clothes in a heartbeat. Crossing over to the bed, he surveyed what was before him. The bedsheets were rumpled where she had twisted and turned on them in a state of lust, the pillows were nearly off the bed, and Lena was completely naked, breathing hard with both her nipples rock hard and sticking up in the air, her smooth legs spread wide and. His head is back, groaning at the ceiling.Now you need to ride him, impale yourself on that hard cock.Again you lead him by his cock, this time back to the bed, pushing him onto it, lying face up. You follow on, sitting across him, his cock back where you need it, deep in your pussy. Spots of water tumble off your hair onto his chest and face. You begin to rise and fall, slowly at first, then harder and faster down pushes until you are slamming onto him. His hands go round your waist adding.