I started slowly, but my thrusts became quicker and harder as we made love. We were totally engulfed in the other person's pleasure. After about ten m...inutes, we were both ready for the finish line. The room was spinning, Darla was screaming, and it felt like the top of my head was exploding. We were both at our sexual pinnacle. Simultaneously, we let out a yell as we climaxed. It felt great, and we collapsed in each other's arms. Darla had tears of joy in her eyes, and I had a smile of total. But we weren't counting, just screwing.Later in the morning, Lena got herself together and went home for some clean clothes and then on to work. I had the day to pack and get myself down to the cottage. At about seven o'clock, both of us worn out from fucking and little sleep, Lena left for home. I kissed her and patted her on her well-padded arse and sent her on her way. I had a quick nap so that I didn't fall asleep at the wheel on the drive down to the cottage.About mid-morning, with the car. Then they begin to vibrate; it is an interesting sensation and my still rigid cock is standing taller at attention waiting to be appreciated. I moan a little now to show I am still enjoying the game, and wait for the next play.There is movement on the bed. The smell of jasmine is replaced by strawberries as she straddles my chest and brings her pussy to my lips. I taste her, wanting to enjoy her sex and her juices but all I taste is strawberry. I can feel the tingle as I lick hungrily at her.. Gortain! Go on ahead with Mak. He'll show you where we're headed."The fields tilled by the Arlund villagers made a broad fan between the hills and the shore of a small lake, their crops tinted varying shades of green and brown under the late summer sun. Beyond the fields, where a steep ridge pinched the fields down to nothing, the village of Arlund lay wedged between a rocky cliff and the lake's deep blue waters.Mak dropped back to join the guards who walked by the sides of the caravan. A.