His texture rubbed against her own tongue, and she verbally groaned out for more. He smirked at her escaped noise and his movements got bolder. He re...ched one of his hands up to the back of her head and placed a firm grip on her neck. He pulled her into him, forcing her body to collide with his own. He could feel the soft, round bulbs of her breasts, the dip in her stomach and the curve of her hips against him. She could feel his wide shoulders, the warmth of his hardened chest and the. Trae had a feeling after a couple of days of ploughing the appeal would wear off but he did enjoy their enthusiasm.With four of them and a little magic tossed in, they had the plough assembled quickly. Trae explained how it operated. He showed the lads how to attach it, lift the plough clear of the field and when to drop it. He showed them it could be adjusted to three different depths depending on what you wanted to do.You could adjust the spacing between the tines and even swap them for row. To her surprise, it had been waiting for her since before she had arrived at the airport, and could leave whenever she ordered it."Welcome aboard, your Highness," said the Chief Steward, making the now more familiar obeisance.Princess Elaheh stared at him, and then reproved him, "I am not one of the Emir, my father's concubines, for whom Highness is the correct form of address. I am of the ruling house of Kobekistan and you will call me Mistress. Is that clear?" Yes, Mistress," the man was. As their tongues intertwined, Brittany reached down into Tres pants and grabbed his cock. It was rock hard and straight up ready to pound her exactly the way she wanted it. This was no regular sex. This was rougher and she was hot, wet and ready. As Tres hands drew them down her long, taut legs, Brittany kicked her soaking panties to the floor, leaving her honey hole open and inviting. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him even harder. Tre needed no encouragement. He was in full.