She was so pleased by all this that she had another round of orgasms. Man I was amazed with the amount of juices she was leaking out still. I kissed h...r ass all over. When she was bending her bulky ass just took an even-more tempting shape and I couldn’t resist it. After she had done with her orgasm she got up and kissed me and we exchanged her juices in my mouth. She was driven with lust or probably every woman has these desires of her body to be adored. She then broke the kiss and told me to. His immediate memories were painted with confusion, hate, and even fear. All stemming from the ravings spat and sputtered like bile from Ricard’s bloodied, grinning lips. The Nobleman’s memories came in a slow trickle of recollection. He executed the man. He was defenseless, and viscous, and as dangerous as a cornered viper, small and coiled and ready to strike. There was the terrible, frantic flight through the days that followed. His rapid decline and weakening, though he bent the fullness of. It was time for coffee and a shower. Maybe that would clear her head. She was still dressed in her toweling robe and a pair of cotton panties. Her dark rimmed glasses were firmly perched on her pretty nose while her almost black hair fell over her shoulders. She grabbed her coffee and made her way upstairs. Her husband had left for his job and their son was now old enough for playschool. She was alone and determined.She sat on her bed drinking her coffee and thinking about the story she wanted. “Dry me Joe,” she asked.I picked up the towel, to hell with my earlier reservations to the contrary, I wanted to put my hands on her.I dried her back, slowly, lightly, from her feet to her shoulders I rubbed her, she turned over, “Fuck me Joe,” her eyes begged me, her voice was low and raspy, both of us totally aroused.“I can’t do that honey,” I said, “Your daddy fucked you but I want to make love to you,” as I took her into my arms.I kissed her, the sensuous kiss of a lover, then down to her.