“That’s it Abbie, rub your clit, you know what that is?” She nodded with a slight whimper. “Good! Because here we go.” I pushed in what I ha...d already pulled out plus maybe an inch and again luxuriated in that divine unfolding of her tightness. I know to her I was hard and rough and much too fast, but in my mind I was moving at a snail’s pace and I wanted to finish the job with a single thrust! Either way, minutes later I was pounding into her pussy as the first man to enter her most personal. Then the near rape, combined with a fortuitous rescue, another tried and tested fail-safe method to break resistance. The shock treatment, designed to instil gratitude and trust is usually enough to break even the most difficult cases, and what does she do? Kick her valiant rescuer out of her room and refuses to see him, or even speak to him, instead of taking him to bed and rewarding his valour like a normal person.Yes, she has certainly underestimated her loyalty and Michelle’s resolution to. The opportunity to dive back into thatworld he had so recently emerged from was coming, and sooner than hewould have ever expected. He knew it was something he was going to wantto return to, maybe not so soon. And Stacy's shop was involved, whichmeant that Kelly..."Ken!" Connie poked him in the arm. "Are you alright? You look likeyou just saw a ghost." Sorry. Not a ghost," Ken mumbled. An angel, he thought."Good!" Connie continued. "So that's all settled. Bruce will send youthe address. Don’t forget to flash you panties as you walk away. Ah they were black lace today. Russell drove home thinking well perhaps he ought to marry again. Heather his wife had died seven years ago, slamming her car into the side of a bridge when travelling too fast for the icy conditions. She’d been unable to have kids and they’d decided against adoption. If he married a young enough woman he might get a son or two to inherit the farms or more correctly his businesses. This babe Rosie was on about.