So why did she fight it then? Why did she struggle so hard to make sure that Robyn came before her, why did she try to make Robyn scream and moan with...orgasm after orgasm until she was utterly spent? Because she loved her? Because she wanted to please her? Something about those answers feels utterly true, but it still doesn’t feel right. Susannah struggles on the edge of sleep, trying to remember. All she can remember is her words, slipping out as she clung to the edge of orgasm. ‘I…no, I. ?There was silence and I could almost see his befuddlement.?I mean, an email couched in exactly the terms of endearment used for me by my beloved and faithful husband. Who could possibly have sent it, you think? The March-Hare??She allowed him a few moments to make an unsuccessful search for an explanation, then:?How could you send me such? filth???Suze??Is this what gets you off?? she asked, on a roll now and going with her anger. ?Picturing your wife being fucked by men with bigger cocks?. "Save your breath, you're going to need it."The mesa they were riding across was an almost a flat plain that had been formed millions of years ago when the land around it was pushed up to make the mountain chain. There was a rock ridgeline, in some places a hundred feet tall, surrounding the mesa. The only break through that ridge was a trail over a saddleback and that was where Zach was heading. It was the only spot for twenty miles in either direction that men on horseback could cross the. "Keep sucking Mrs. B. Get me hard again. I'm going to fuck you one more time before you leave."I almost cried. I wanted to get out of that room and away from him. He held my head in both hands and sawed his cock back and forth between my lips and pretty soon I felt him start to stiffen again. He shoved me back on the bed, pushed my legs apart and mounted me. He had me under his thumb and I knew it. I had to submit, but I didn't have to like it. I was determined that I would just lie there and.