“Good Fucking Luck! You’re not touching me with that”, is my response.You lay the paddle down on the bed. “I don’t need luck” you say as y...ou start to move around the bed towards me. I look around. Fuck, I’m cornered! I have no choice but to go over the bed and I know that you are waiting for me to do that. I’m glad that I got my heels off before we started. I watch you make your way around the end of the bed and I know that if I stand a chance I had better take it now. I leap, but you knew I. Inever saw anything of course - and god help me if I asked - after all, anauthor never, ever, shows off anything but a completed work, does she not?Naturally, I was expected to 'help' - and help I did.But she was so beautiful. So far above me that it was an honor to be inthe same house as her. Always kept herself so clean. Demanded the same ofme. Luckily, I was pretty hairless about the body and at first it wasn'tso bad using a depilatory but time passed, and even though I did complain,she. I had a refreshing sleep in Maria's arms. I woke to her smiling eyes and my heart was warmed again. I held her close and could feel her wonderful body plastered tightly to mine. It, the feeling of her body touching mine, did not make me want to get out of bed. We lay together until hydraulic pressure demanded we head for the bathroom. While there, we also showered and got ready to go.We loaded up and pulled out taking our time. We had seen no people. That continued to be true as we slowly. I tried to pull away but he didn’t let up. I shook my head to try and get loose, he moaned in pleasure from the sensation but did not let go of me. So I did what I should have done, I relaxed and let him use my throat as he saw fit. And it was wonderful feeling him move inside me like that while I looked up at him in desperation. He looked down at me, his face slightly contorted in pleasure. “Fuck, you are such a good girl,” he whispered. He growled low in his chest before pulling out of my.