Her moans increased. Slowly I unbuttoned her jeans and moved my hand to her pussy. She was not resisting and enjoying instead.I was rubbing her pussy ...harder and she was closing eyes. I took my dick and gave it in her hand. She started stroking immediately. I understood that she was an expert in it. I removed her jeans in that heat. She didn’t resist but I was thinking she will resist as we had decided not to do sex.I started fingering her and she was moaning saying fast. I was sucking her boobs. Another explosion rocked the earth. Dirt fell from the ceiling. What was he doing up there? Randomly blowing up the ground to kill me?I had to defeat him. A sudden attack. From behind.I moved past him. The booming shakes dwindled. He fired them before him. His footsteps moved in circles like he scanned the garden for me. The roots penetrating my tunnel grew thicker. I neared a large tree. I changed direction until I was under it I touched its taproot with life magic. The trunk was wide. I. My nipples shot out, hard as rocks. “What are these?”“Titties. Your titties.”“Very, very good. Now, this?”He had rubbed over my little button, already achingly hard.“It’s my, er, your clitty, Mike.”“Yes it is, all of it is mine, while we’re together. Now come on, let’s get a little sun, let our food digest.” Before I could respond he had me by the hand, leading me up the stairs. I tried to stop, but he dragged me along like a feather.“Please Mike! People will see!”“No they won’t baby. This is. .. well it was pulsating and, if anyone was watching carefully enough, they'd notice I was wetting the leather strap and dribbling juice down my thigh I was so turned on. Mary told Nigel to kneel over his stool, which he did immediately. Again we could see his arse with the red welts from his earlier whipping. Mary turned to me. "This boy needs a good fucking." I knelt behind Nigel and rubbed the tip of my dildo along his cleft--just as I had rubbed his cock along the cleft of my arse. When I.