He does not wait for an answer. He understands that what she wants above all else is to be his - and so he reminds her that her body belongs to him.He... grabs her, turns her around, holds her arms behind her and frog-marches her up the stairs.He throws her down on the bed, on her belly, her legs hanging off the end. Quickly, he pulls down her pajama bottoms to around her knees, then with one hand investigates the state of her pussy - wet and ready to go, of course - and then she hears him using. “Hi,” said Kat, flopping down on the couch next to her. “Whatcha watching?”“Uhhhh….” mumbled Sara, reddening a little because she had been paying no attention to what was on. “An old Humphrey Bogart movie.”For a minute they just sat and watched together, but soon Kat’s hand made its way under the blanket. Finding that there was no clothing in the way, it continued down between Sara’s legs and cupped her warm crotch.Ten minutes later the movie had been forgotten and Sara Valentine once again. At least until the morning. And I'd suggest a public apology when he wakes up." He nodded. "I'm going for supper. I hope the cook still has something left for us. You coming?"He shook his head miserably. I took pity on him and kissed his cheek. "Don't screw it up tomorrow, okay?"I had a quick supper with Leli and Alistair, everyone else having eaten earlier. Afterwards I couldn't justify sending Alistair to bed alone; I was still a little emotional, and I needed my husband. We went to bed. The light of the jack-o-lanterns blazed around them as she knelt on the hillside, pumping his hard cock in one fist and feeding herself. Ecstatic cries came from inside. She could picture the person each voice belonged to. Her skin tingled and became entirely too hot for these clothes. Daniel throbbed. She could already taste what would come when he lost control, squirting into her and overflowing. The thought turned her skin to fire.She tried to take off the rest of her costume but it kept.