We were chatting when my mobile rang for SMS. I read it “Hi Isha you are looking sexy tonight, I am going to get you on all fours and fuck you from ...behind till you become my bitch,” It was Rohit, my casual boyfriend. Rohit was in the recovery section of my bank and he was a handsome hunk with a huge appetite for women. The only time when he had fucked me was on his birthday and the next day I had spent walking bowlegged. If he was going to do the work on me tonight I was all for it. However, at. We have formed a bubble that covers Dublin and nothing outside it. It makes it a little easier for me to retire into fantasy, where Leo is my age mate and the only thing we really need to worry about are the condoms running out and the drug stores being closed. The horror. ‘Here we are,’ Leo says as he slides a steaming cup of tea with a strong aroma of whisky across to me. ‘Please cross your arms, Rai. I can see your nipples through your top.’ I choke on the first sip and slam my arms. Any way I looked at it, it was an outright gift, attached to a very reasonable land purchase. When you boiled out the excess, the offer was for a large, hand built house, almost a mansion, outbuildings and water rights. All of this was under $300,000. The land itself would be $4000 per acre. Some of the land was once harvested for timber and could be again. Centuries old maple trees grew wild. I had visions of Amish tenants growing apples and berries, with syrup in the winter.What tipped my. As she sunk down into the lavender scented water, her body screamed protest. Everything stung. She ignored it and settled down, leaning her head back against the cool ceramic. She felt hands on her shoulders, massaging the stiffness from them. She leaned forward and another body slipped into the bath to support her. A gentle lover, he massaged every inch of her, taking pride in her moans of pleasure. He was getting hard feeling her bottom against his cock and her breasts in her hands. Gently,.