"I'll be a slave to your every pleasure for the rest of my days, and I'll just fucking love it. You deserve nothing less, my master." I fucking love y...u, Char. Dammit!"I almost felt like crying, she dazzled me so much. I closed my eyes and saw her breasts in front of me, bouncing as I fucked her, and the look in her eyes, and the smell of her skin, her gorgeous long hair sprayed out like golden angel wings beneath her, her wet sexy thighs spread in a welcoming display of sexual submission, her. So we talked flirtatiously to one another for about two weeks.One night out back taking a break she comes out and we get into a heated conversation. She noticed I had a massive hard-on and she said "I wish I could ride that cock right now". I had on a pair of loose chef pants; she had on a pair of black tight cotton/polyester pants.I took her by the hand and gently pulled her towards me while I was sitting. As she was drawn in by my bedroom eyes and seductive touch, I ran my hands slowly up her. I thought maybe I could give you a hands-on lesson in putting. What do you think?’ The excitement was already brimming over in her. ‘That sounds great. I get off at 5. So what do you think about picking me up at 6?’ ‘Awesome. Okay, so I’ll buy this some other time, I have to go learn how to putt.’ He pulled her in for a hug. She felt like her heart was swelling. This man was so amazing. As he walked away, she looked after him, and checked out his very nice ass. She was so excited. The day. I finally wound up in 9th Century China I wound up on the battlefield and I managed to get myself killed. Understand this was the first time I was actually conscious of dying. When I woke up screaming I was on a, for lack of a better description, a gigantic flat orange rug. I was still in my uniform holding my spear in one hand and shield in the other. I even vividly remembered being run through the body with the other guys sword. My quilted coat still had the hole in it, but I didn’t when I.