Being hugged by Rosalinda was like a visit to the chiropractor. Rosalinda was a very handsome woman, and carried herself with a fetchingly sensuous gr...ce that belied her size. Moreover, that woman loved the hell out of wiry little Pedro. When she looked at him, her eyes were all big and mushy. I wanted that look from a woman one day.Pedro’s horse, an Appaloosa mare, was a good-looking animal in her own right, and his silver concho studded saddle was even fancier than mine. None of that seemed. I move my hand towards my zipper as I watch her masturbate, her eyes closed in bliss, but decided against touching myself. Smelling her arousal, Marina can't help but grow hornier than before. To her, there is just something sexy and appealing about a woman's scent. Oh God! This feels sooo good! I needed this so bad! Closing her eyes, Marina allows her mind to wander bringing out her most secret desires. Marina lets out a soft moan. " Ohhhh John, I want this so bad." Marina never quite. Tear drops fall from her face as she walks, arms folded, head down. The shame of selling herself for money. The painful memories of being raped, abandoned, used. Her gentle sobbing trembles under the pressure. Out of the corner of her view she eyes some young men outside of some small building. She hopes to be left alone, given her history with strange men. "Hey, ma!" One of them echoes in a playful manner. "Wanna come party with us?" Emmy pretends she didn't hear it and walks faster, her heart. As they walked, Noah spoke to everyone. “Mira, we talked once before about this. Have you developed any skills for close-quarter combat?”“I’ve been training with my staff since then. Oath and I spar a lot when we’re not hunting.”“What about magic?”“I haven’t been able to develop anything for fighting enemies up close.”“We’ll work on that. Oath, Beth, can either of you use magic?”“I can’t,” said Oath.“I can create water, but not in any kind of attack. I use it to fill up my water skin.”“Good,.