"When are we supposed to go back?" I asked."In four hours," was Marty's succinct reply.Okay everyone, let's get ready to go. Leave everything except s...mething to drink.I got the gold and placed it in a leather bag and put it on my belt. Everyone was very excited about going to see Momma and Marty's family. I got Davey, and Zepha got Lucy, and away we went.We arrived about 20 minutes before we were to leave. I explained to Zepha and everyone else for that matter about how Marty and I would hold. I bestowed him one happy smile. He unloosed fresh seed straight away, which crashed into my face and began trickling down in slow-moving drops. He dragged me up to my feet and wheeled me around. Setting my foot on the couch beneath, I arched downward and hardened like ice while waiting for him to spear his thing into my back door. Fear stormed in the depths of my heart, warning me that I was not going to pull through this. It raided my mind and had me visualize myself sprawled on the floor. With one swift movement, he released my chin, and took hold of my waistline as he pulled me up against his body. Tension filled my bones as I threw my hands against his chest. His body rippled against my own as he shook from what must have been excitement. ‘I don’t know if I’m ready,’ I whispered in a trembling voice as he leaned down to press his forehead against my own. His other arm wrapped around my body as he held me tight. ‘Trust the master…I won’t hurt you I promise,’ he whispered as. I don’t know whether it was the wine or the lust in both of us but we weren’t chatting for long.I leaned in to kiss her, and she responded in kind, the touch of her lips felt electric. Before long we were locked in an embrace, rolling around on the couch like two horny teenagers making out before the parents come home. Hands wandering over each other as we shift as one.She pulls back, sucking my lower lip. "lets take this upstairs" she says before kissing me again.She gets up and takes me by.
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