She was warned against yelling for help as she was dumped into the back of the carriage. ‘Why me,’ she whispered, ‘why me?’ She slept intermit...ently as the carriage made its way down the road. The man must have stopped a few times. She had woken up to find bread and a canteen of water in the hay. She consumed them with a great ferocity. She thought of Layne and how scared he probably is. He doesn’t know where she is. Her family was probably scared as well. She had no idea if she’d see them. Surprised and spend, he fell on her, pinning her to the bed, his cock still twitching deep in her.“That was incredible” he whispered in her neck, still shaking a bit from his orgasm.“I wasn’t sure it would work” her hoarse voice answered him “but I had to try, you felt so right and I wanted it so badly.”“Wanted what so badly?”“To have a bonding orgasm with you” Rose answered as her arms and legs released their death grip on Josh.“It has emotional value for you doesn’t it?” Josh asked in a. Always abouthis pleasure, his desires, his wants. I thoroughly believed that healso saw his desire as somehow degrading me. I was inclined to agreewith him.No right-thinking wife wants to put her finger up her husband's ass andrub his prostate until he comes. My finger up there. It's dirty. It'sfilthy. And what if he farts? Or has an involuntary... deposit? On myfinger! What of the filth that will accumulate under my fingernail? Thesmell? All the while he lays on his stomach, relaxing, as I am. His tongue forced its way into my mouth, meeting with mine as I pushed closer to him. Gentle moans escaped as our tongues danced and entwined in my mouth. I started to move my hands towards his chest, unbuttoning his shirt quickly. We didn’t have long, I had to move fast if I wanted my promotion.We broke the kiss and he watched with eagerness as I started to kiss along his sternum. My busy hands unbuckled his belt as my mouth moved to one of his nipples and then the other, licking them.