There were no women in the camp except one. She was the Damsel, and her beauty was comparable only to that of Jasmine. She looked at Jasmine, and then...looked at us. There was hope in her eyes, but she barely smiled. No doubt having seen seven Heroes slain trying to rescue her had taken its toll.We arrived at a large tent and dismounted along with the thieves. Roland showed us inside; then he then turned to leave.“We will meet for supper in my tent,” Roland announced.“I’ll have the possessions. More then anything, I wanted to jump up and cheer, but I understand how much she likes the job she does, so I kept calm and said “Why not talk to them and say that you didn’t want any agents to think you are taking a desk job because of what happening that day and tell them, you would agree only if you can still get in the field every now and then?” Kelly leaned her head over to my shoulder and said “Thank you babe. I thought you were going to say you want me to jump on it now. Thanks for. It was becoming ever swampier in there. The ceiling fan was a long forgotten breeze now that I was buried beneath a hot and rutting bull. Any thought of escaping brought another punishing hand slap against my ass. I was staring into the tweed of the sofa cushion and bit into it for stability agains the raging gail behind me. Nevertheless, I cried out, in manly chest voice at first, but as I relaxed into my role, my screams moans became ever more primal and feminine. There would be more outfits. For the next few days, I hurried through my chores, in order to get to the creek, and have that time to myself, before Jeri arrived after finishing her chores. I was careful to have my masturbationg done well before I expected Jeri to arrive. My orgasms got more intense every day, and I really looked forward to my alone time. I suppose after a while, I got a little careless and spent more and more time enjoying the pleasures of stroking and building up. One afternoon, my eyes closed, stroking.