”I hitched up her legs to rest on my shoulders. It rolledher bottom up. I slid my cock in her warm, wet vagina.She sighed long and loudly. I wen...t deep in one slowthrust. I peeked at her faced. Again her eyes were closed. Her hands fisted the bedlinen. I began a slow up and down action. She called meto do her harder and faster. I happily obliged. Her hipsand ass rocked and rolled with my thrusts. Her musclesworked my cock and pulled it in deeper.I felt myself get ready to cum, but I. ”She drags me to the bathroom, where there is a bubble bath waiting for me. She gets me in and starts washing me. The water has a flowery scent to it as she keeps calling me Jenifer.“Oh Jenifer, you are going to smell so pretty when you are done. I’m going to dress you nice and we are going to have a great time today.”Mrs. Jackson gets me out of the tub and starts drying me off. She wipes me down with lotion and puts a pair of girl’s panties on me. She then sits me in a chair and brushes my. We made some small talk on how her day went and mine. once all the gorcerys were in the house we started to put things in there place. I could'nt take my off her, she was wearing these short cut off shorts and the tank top, fuck was she hot. everytime she bent over I had a full view off her ass checks and they looked great. my cock was getting hard just looking at her.we had only one bag left to put away and I asked if she wouldnt mind doing it her self cause I wanted to change out of my work. She was seated in a caravan with a number of other people. How did I get here?Vennoa tried to recall her last memory. She had gone into the adventurers’ guild that morning, looking for the strange man in his chain-mail armor. What had happened after that?“Hi, I’m Tempest, and I’m a monk off to look for adventures!” A half-naked man proudly declared out of the blue, flexing his arms in an apparent effort to look strong.What kind of caravan is this? Vennoa shook her head to clear the cobwebs, and.