She collapsed back down into the chair for 2 more orgasms. Cindy was quivering and breathing heavy now. She lifted her head and said “DAMN! Why did ...renda let you go?” I stood up and started to undress. I told Cindy to just sit back and relax, I’ll take good care of her. Saving my underwear for last I took off my clothes. I pulled down my boxers and my erect dick popped out. I walked close to Cindy and asked if she wanted to suck on it. She reached out and hungrily started sucking on my. I did what she asked, and with the floor / bed adjusting yet again, found myself very close to her, as I was starting to think of the person. She put her hand on mine, and I examined it, a perfectly normal hand, apart from the fact that it had two thumbs and three fingers, and her grip was strong because of this. I touched her fur and found it was as silky as it looked, and it just made me want to stroke it, which I did. “Is that good for you”, she asked. “Yes, it is very, sensual.”, I. The roads were quickly mired by our carts and marching boots. The men had been too long without the forced marches we had been accustomed to in Spain, and found it a great difficulty to march through the mud and floods. Consequently we had numbers of men who fell out exhausted, or who just took advantage of the looser discipline under these conditions, and went foraging and looting.I was put in charge of the rear-guard, and was told to keep the stragglers marching, by hook or by crook. I. To keep her from trying to protect her ass with her hands, I grasp her wrists and hold them in the middle of her back with my left hand. “Count ‘em,” I demand as I lay down the first hard swat to her alabaster ass cheek, leaving a slightly pink hand print there.“Ouch! One! Thank you, Sir!” I don’t know where she got that, but I like it. I smack her other cheek. “Ow! Two! Thank you, Sir!” I continue to lay down eight more swats on alternating cheeks, watching as they start to turn pink. She.