"Better?"His large mitts have burrowed beneath my bra and are shoving it into a shoulder-bridging twist. "Much better." While he seizes the uncovered ...oobs as if they'd just turned into a game-winning interception, I yank at his trunks, ejecting a thick goalpost that slaps my palm with expectant arrogance. "So where's your girlfriend?" I murmur into his lips. We both know she's hiking in Cape Breton, but it turns him on to hear the prospect of forbidden relief in plain words, and he moans from. The far side of the ridge was more level, and they made good time for a while, but the feeling of being watched was back again even more strongly. Shantar kept glancing uneasily at every bush and boulder, until at last Ch'Wing called back to him, "Yes, eyes are on us, Warrior. Remember, word must get back to the caravan."Nothing happened as they trotted along, but the sense of being watched grew ever stronger. They at last broke over the crest of a low hill, and Shantar caught his breath at the. They fuck fast and hard. Both now at that state where the climax is so close, both need to press on to the finish.Again and again, Donald pumps against Emma. Feeling her clench against him like a vice grip, trying to squeeze his sperm from him. When she reaches down and takes his balls in her hand, feeling how rock hard and ready they are, it does only take her tightening her hold on them a few times for Donald to explode up in her. Just as Emma’s back arches as she holds him tight and. Er…rigorous. It is best you understand.’ Her lovely blue eyes widened a shade at that. ‘Rigorous…..how?’ I didn’t know how much to tell her. ‘You are to be trained to take physical pain – and derive pleasure from it.’ She turned away, and when she looked back at me again, there were tears in her eyes. ‘Just what have I done?’ she said, waveringly, ‘I’ve tried to be a good wife to Enrique, and he sends me to… to….this prison!’ ‘It’s not a prison, Cindy, all the girls you will meet are here.