A quick trawl through the freezer unearthed a micro-waveable TV dinner, perfect for her mood and lack of patience, quick and quite enough to fill the ...void.While the meal spun and steamed in the micro-wave, Gwen picked up her damp clothes from the hall. Perhaps she should have checked the chain on the door. The damp clothes hit the bottom of the linen basket as the micro-wave pinged.Gwen pulled the cork from her current bottle of wine, each bottle carried four glasses and took her four days to. It had been a few days since we had last got together so we were both extremely horny. We had been seeing each other for a few months and the last time we fucked he rode me bareback spilling his entire load into my pussy, it felt so good that I decided it was time to let him fuck my arse. I just love the feeling of cum trickling out of my freshly fucked arsehole and down my thighs…makes me feel like such a slut. The last time I had my arse fucked the guy was really rough and I ended up bruised. He held her awestruck. His demeanor was gentle, his voice soft. It gave her the feeling that he didn’t mean her any harm. She nuzzled her head against the horse’s withers, feeling the coarseness against her skin as a pale pink blush stained her cheeks, and sighed. Night Wolf drank in the beauty of her face. The corners of his mouth turned up with the hint of a grin. He nodded to her and walked away, bounding up onto the back of the third house. He grabbed the reins to the remaining two horses,. " Thank you John." I'll be damned, Elizabeth got immediately emotional and we watched her go down to the back apartment."John, kiss me. That was the nicest thing to say to your ex-wife." If I'm so nice, how about feeding me? I'm hungry. I have to keep up my strength for what's to come, you know?" I'll feed you, for I guarantee you will need your strength tonight and every night from now on."Elizabeth was done up as only she knew how to when Neil came for dinner Sunday. I suppose class showed.