But the tips of the stranger’s fingers snuck inside the waistband of her shorts and gently, cautiously, started to stroke the skin of her lower back... Then marginally lower, onto the starting swell of buttocks. She gently took her lip between her teeth, but let it go.No fuss no trouble no scene but the fingers began to grow bolder, touching and stroking her warmth, and skin, as she, uncomplaining, almost acquiescent, resisted the temptation to object as a precaution she had pressed her hip. I opened the door quietly and went inside, but as I started to get near to the unit I could hear my wife panting and moaning. I got near enough to see inside the unit. She was bent over a pile of packing boxes with her dress hiked up over her ass and the black guy had his overalls around his ankles and was fucking her from behind.I could tell that she was really into it. Every time he thrust forward she was moaning as if being gutted or something. I couldn't do anything but stare as he kept. In his mind, it was a veiled way of saying "how dare you consider using one of these spells on me."Cassie looked at him when he didn't respond and sighed. "That was unfair of me." It is kinda hard ta answer that, babe," Ned said sheepishly."It's easier for the rest of them, isn't it? They actually had this power and used it on each other. They ... they still do, some of them. It's like they're used to it. I guess I don't want to get that way. I don't want it to be so commonplace that I don't. “I am sure further combat between us will do me no good. I have heard of Clovis’ legendary warrior who single-handedly defeated an entire Roman garrison. I had hoped never to meet you,” he said solemnly. “Do what you will with me, but I ask you to spare my men. They have been ordered to accept you or Clovis as their new monarch,” he said resignedly.He remained stoic as I studied him. “Technically, we have not yet battled,” I said. He was confused. “While I do not pretend to speak for my King,.