sorry.”
“It’s okay, I didn’t come back for lunch. There was a lot to do. I want to take you away without having anything to be concerned about, well except for making you come as often as possible.”
“Okay, I’m getting up,” I said happily. I wanted to be in his arms.
“No. Stay in bed,” he responded with a look of concern. I wondered if I appeared exhausted. I felt my recovery from the abuse was over, but we did spend a day full of making love and fucking like bunnies.
“William, I can’t stay in bed all day. I’ve got to help Laura,” I argued.
“No offense to Laura, but I pay her to work, so she has to do it. If you want to help her, that’s awesome, but she didn’t have plans on you taking on the household responsibilities.”
“I said I would help,” I complained.
“I know you did, but I kept you busy last night and this morning, so she understands.”
“But I need to get up and moving.”
“Fine then, come take a shower with me, woman,” he growled. The expression written in his eyes told me we’d be getting dirty while getting clean. Like a horny teenager, I got excited about getting laid.
I hopped out of the bed and rushed to the shower with William following me, kicking off his boots and tossing his shirts on the floor along the way. Damn those cowboy boots and jeans with that hat. I needed to fan myself daily with my lusty thoughts.
“Come get me, cowboy,” I purred.
“Yes, ma’am,” he rumbled.
He opened the shower door and turned the water on for us. William hugged me tight and snuck in a quick kiss before slipping my tee over my head, then he made quick work of my bra. I let out a moan when his mouth latched onto my right nipple sucking sweetly, switching sides when I tugged on his hair.
“Ah, William, ah,” I sighed. The feel of his strong mouth on my body had my pussy throbbing with pleasure. We managed to work our way under the spray mindlessly. I still had my panties on while he was in his jeans.
He pulled away long enough to rip off his soaked clothes. I grabbed the soap and massaged it all over his body. The suds bubbled up against his strong physique. He was all man. Everything about his body was beautiful. His hands were rough against my softness. I felt like we were a perfect match. The way his hard chest felt against my breasts was too much to bare, so I stayed away from it. I had plans for my tall, powerful rustler, Taking the soap in my hands, I lathered them up before setting the bar down. I looked up, meeting his eyes and giving him a mischievous glance. My sudsy hands wrapped around his solid, thick, long length, sliding up and down. I loved the smooth and hard texture of his cock. Hungrily, I ached to taste it. I’d never done that before, but I wanted to now.
“Rinse off, Mr. Cline.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he groaned, swallowing hard. Once he sluiced the soap off his cock, I fell to my knees.
“I’ve never done this before, so bear with me.” His eyes widened at my admission, and I knew that he’d be pleased. I stared at his length, I noticed the scars that nearly took his manhood away. To show him the depth of my love for him, I planted little kisses to the damaged skin before taking his cock into my mouth. The pleasure from hearing him let out a long, deep moan was more than I had ever expected. My pussy felt like it had juiced hard at the feel of him on my tongue. I purred on his cock which only made him groan louder. Using one hand, I stroked the length while my tongue devoted all its attention to his tip. I tasted the first bits of his essence and hummed for more, but before I could, I found myself on my feet. He lifted me up into his arms and slammed me against the wall, his mouth crushing mine just as his cock thrust inside of me.
I cried out from the sensation, but it was captured between his lips. We both grunted and moaned as we fucked in the shower. It wasn’t long before he had me screaming out my release and him ripping
“It’s okay, I didn’t come back for lunch. There was a lot to do. I want to take you away without having anything to be concerned about, well except for making you come as often as possible.”
“Okay, I’m getting up,” I said happily. I wanted to be in his arms.
“No. Stay in bed,” he responded with a look of concern. I wondered if I appeared exhausted. I felt my recovery from the abuse was over, but we did spend a day full of making love and fucking like bunnies.
“William, I can’t stay in bed all day. I’ve got to help Laura,” I argued.
“No offense to Laura, but I pay her to work, so she has to do it. If you want to help her, that’s awesome, but she didn’t have plans on you taking on the household responsibilities.”
“I said I would help,” I complained.
“I know you did, but I kept you busy last night and this morning, so she understands.”
“But I need to get up and moving.”
“Fine then, come take a shower with me, woman,” he growled. The expression written in his eyes told me we’d be getting dirty while getting clean. Like a horny teenager, I got excited about getting laid.
I hopped out of the bed and rushed to the shower with William following me, kicking off his boots and tossing his shirts on the floor along the way. Damn those cowboy boots and jeans with that hat. I needed to fan myself daily with my lusty thoughts.
“Come get me, cowboy,” I purred.
“Yes, ma’am,” he rumbled.
He opened the shower door and turned the water on for us. William hugged me tight and snuck in a quick kiss before slipping my tee over my head, then he made quick work of my bra. I let out a moan when his mouth latched onto my right nipple sucking sweetly, switching sides when I tugged on his hair.
“Ah, William, ah,” I sighed. The feel of his strong mouth on my body had my pussy throbbing with pleasure. We managed to work our way under the spray mindlessly. I still had my panties on while he was in his jeans.
He pulled away long enough to rip off his soaked clothes. I grabbed the soap and massaged it all over his body. The suds bubbled up against his strong physique. He was all man. Everything about his body was beautiful. His hands were rough against my softness. I felt like we were a perfect match. The way his hard chest felt against my breasts was too much to bare, so I stayed away from it. I had plans for my tall, powerful rustler, Taking the soap in my hands, I lathered them up before setting the bar down. I looked up, meeting his eyes and giving him a mischievous glance. My sudsy hands wrapped around his solid, thick, long length, sliding up and down. I loved the smooth and hard texture of his cock. Hungrily, I ached to taste it. I’d never done that before, but I wanted to now.
“Rinse off, Mr. Cline.”
“Yes, ma’am,” he groaned, swallowing hard. Once he sluiced the soap off his cock, I fell to my knees.
“I’ve never done this before, so bear with me.” His eyes widened at my admission, and I knew that he’d be pleased. I stared at his length, I noticed the scars that nearly took his manhood away. To show him the depth of my love for him, I planted little kisses to the damaged skin before taking his cock into my mouth. The pleasure from hearing him let out a long, deep moan was more than I had ever expected. My pussy felt like it had juiced hard at the feel of him on my tongue. I purred on his cock which only made him groan louder. Using one hand, I stroked the length while my tongue devoted all its attention to his tip. I tasted the first bits of his essence and hummed for more, but before I could, I found myself on my feet. He lifted me up into his arms and slammed me against the wall, his mouth crushing mine just as his cock thrust inside of me.
I cried out from the sensation, but it was captured between his lips. We both grunted and moaned as we fucked in the shower. It wasn’t long before he had me screaming out my release and him ripping
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