" I kissed her; she bore the scent of a bed-warm, sleep-drowsy woman."I thought last night was a dream, but now remember it as real. " She said, and h...er radiant smile saw me out of the door.I had made four trips to the sawmill by midday, each time returning with a waggon load of timber. Some was destined for the rebuilding work that was needed, some for fencing and palisades, and of course plenty of firewood was required for the chateau's fire places and kitchen stoves. I had much time to. She was not expecting this and gave out a loud cry. She started abusing me saying “padhe likhe hoke aise cheez karte ho. Sharam nahi aati. Hum aisi aurat nahi hai”. I don’t know how I got courage that day and I replied “saali, maderchod jab bhaiyya haat lagata hai aur apna lund tumhare gand par tikatha hai tab tum shariff nahi thi. Maine dekha hai unhe tumhe chodte hue. Hearing this she got silent and after some time came near me saying ‘mai to tumhe bhaiyya bulati hoon aur tumhara aise baat. And you feel the contriction in my pussy. And you feel all my wettness gush over your hand. Just a moment to catch my breath. Completely empty, but still not finished with you. With both hands I pull your head upwards so I can kiss your lips and move my tounge around yours. You still taste like my pussy did. I love kissing you, with intensity, tasting me and you. Feeling your hands all over my body and my hands doing exactly the same, meanwhile thinking about my next step. Then suddenly I slip. I told him I’d have to unload my packsaddle when I found out where I was staying.“I’m called Nettleton ... Boss done told me you’d be in the foreman’s shack. There’s a rope pulley back there, I’ll lift your packsaddle off and put it on the porch so you can unpack it before I take it to the barn.”“Well, let me get my saddlebags off of Red. Watch him now, he’s sort of touchy if he’s not used to you,” I told him and stepped over to pat Red’s neck and tell him I’d see him later. I was pulling my.