There could be no doubt where things were headed after her verbal prompt and she generally followed the lead of her spouse with instant obedience and ...n attitude that aided and abetted his every intent. In a way, she was much more suited to a “make me take it” feminine response pattern than keeping up a pretense of denial when every pore in her body demanded the touch of masculine control.Sir William was a man that had traveled “around the world” in the arena of sexual matters and he was swift. We chatted and after a few glasses of Red I was persuaded to return back to her home for diner, which then developed into an overnight stay. He was there, older and more ugly, than from what I remembered him, more sleezy and Dickens Micawberish, in mannerisms. As the night progressed he slunk of to his bed and we chatted, she confessed he was not in his best of spirits, as she was not providing his conjugal marital rights, due to her heavy pregnacy. At one point she rose and went out to the. I watched her as she poured herself more white wine and raised the glass to her ruby red lips and took a sip. She seemed to smack her lips as she put the glass back down.Minutes later, she fumbled for the cigarette pack and pulled out a single cigarette. She put it between her pouted lips as she reached for a gold lighter on the table. As she picked up the lighter and lit the cigarette, her cheeks puckered as she sucked in the smoke. Putting down the lighter, she tilted her head back and. Swinging his leg over his horse's back, he dismounted. Feeling a little stiff after several hours in the saddle, he staggered around for a while to get the kinks out of his legs and back.The girl pulled her two horses up alongside Jake's. She nearly fell when she got down, and seemed in worse condition than Jake. He watched her, and realised that riding with just a blanket between her and her horse's back probably wasn't the most comfortable way to travel over distances.The shade of the tree.