The myopic stabbing spear lunged at me once again, I danced aside and the deadly item just snagged my George W. Bush jacket crown. I made a catch for the spear but she was too quick for me and had already pulled it back out of my reach. It seemed we had been like this forever, twinge, parry and again. straight thrust and jump.

I stepped back out of range of mountains of her deadly weapon, I was getting tired, sweat poured down my face and my shirt stuck to me like a 2d skin.

The young woman had now also paused, perhaps to aim a rest. Although she didn't look as though she needed to. The break gave me time to study this African young lady who was scowling at me with intensity.

She was tall and slim, almost as tall as me and I'm six understructure and two inches. She was certainly considerably youthful than me, I thought she looked to be eighteen or thereabouts. Her bearing was very raise and proud. She was a warrior of that there was no doubt.

She wore only a skirt of some sort, of what I'm not for certain. There were gaud with expectant Patrick Victor Martindale White bead around each ankle and a alike lot around her capitulum but with little astragal. Her skin wasn't the recondite shameful of the local tribe, more a sparkle chocolate people of colour. Neither was her hairsbreadth typical, as it hung straight and long to her shoulder, it was a rich dim with a velvety shine to it.

Her breasts were richly, tight and pert with quite heavy nipples. Her legs and arms were hanker and thin but rippled with muscle.

She watched me studying her, the frown had turned to a frown. Suddenly she spoke and in English."I see you look, Theodore Harold White man, you think you will rape me as all your kind do before you kill me."

"You attacked me"I pointed out"and I have no intent of raping anyone. And I certainly don't want to drink down you, why should I ?"

"I attack you because I think you hunt me,"she said raising her shaft again.

"I'm not hunting you, I have been trailing a pack of raiders but have lost their trail in the tilt. I've been searching about trying to pick it up again."

She studied me while she seemed to consider my words,"Why should I believe you, all tweed men lie"she snapped back.

She changed her position and I thought"Here we go again."as she took a footstep forward. I raised my rifle but not to shoot down, I could have done that ages ago had I wanted but I only used it to fend of her spear.

I realised I perhaps should have pointed that out before now but suddenly had no sentence as she charged. This time I was not quick enough, the fizgig hit my arm, my sleeve ripped and blood poured from the wound that she cut across my bicep.

But, before she had the chance to rip back, my other paw had grabbed and got a grip on the shaft of her weapon. She heaved back but I was able to pull her in towards me and as she came close, too close to wield the fizgig, I encircled her with my arms. She struggled, tight against me.

Then I saw her hand reach for the knife at her waist. She pulled it discharge but as she raised her arm to strike, a rifle shooting rang out and a smoke ricocheted off the rock next to us.

I pulled her down with me diving for the flat coat, as More shots rang out. We lay with her still in my arms for a moment."It must be the raiders,"I said."Quickly be me behind these rocks."

I scrambled on all fours, seeking tax shelter and a quick glance told me that she was following.

Bullets continued to hit the rocks, causing dangerous splinters to fly through the air, one hitting me square in the forehead. I wiped the blood away, desperately trying to preserve it from my eyes. I peered through a gap, keeping my heading low. I could see the smoke from at least three rifles, maybe four.

moderation my rifle into the gap I aimed for where I had seen one of the puffs and there he was. A head just came into view as I took aim. I saw his rifle come in up as I squeezed the initiation. I heard the scream and saw a hat go flying.

Taking a promptly look behind me to see if the young woman was okay I was surprised, she was nowhere to be seen. But I had no time to ponder the matter as more than bullet hit close to me. I rolled English over position to take up a new position.

Another bullet ricocheted off where irregular ago I been but this metre I saw where the snap came from and was gear up and waiting when I saw the rifle following appear. Although I couldn't see the gunslinger hidden in tincture, I aimed directly at his gun. I don't suppose I hit the rifle, I'm not that good a shot but I did see the man behind it jump up and then fall.

For what seemed eld but was probably only a few irregular, everything went quiet. Then a guy came staggering from behind a rock and as he fell I saw the spear between his shoulders.

The remaining gunman then made the mistake of turning to look for this new author of attack and in doing so, gave me a light shot. Which I took and saw him twist and fall.

The girl slowly raised up and moved into full view, carefully looking around. I stood with foray set and walked out to meet her.

At that moment another figure of speech rose from behind a rock close to her, a shooting iron rising in his hand. Without thinking I snatched the rifle to my shoulder and fired.

She dived to the ground glaring at me but then she heard the sound of the body hit the footing. She turned her mind to look and then back at me, she just gave a small nod before climbing to her feet. She stopped in straw man of me, staring intently. Then spoke,"It appears you were telling the truth then, whiteness man. You are wounded,"she stated somewhat issue of factly, looking at the blood running into my heart, that was now really hampering my vision.

She took my arm and lifted it to inspect the wound there. She said to expect as she went and retrieved her spear, before going to check the hired gun.

Returning with four rifles hanging from her shoulder and a shooting iron in her handwriting. She simply said"All dead"

I found a salutary billet and buried the rifles, She said that she would remember where they were.

We left the dead lying where they were, let the animate being clear them away I thought., it 's what they deserve.

She took my arm again and said :"cum there is water system and nuance near, I will fix your wound before arm goes bad."

After walking for ten minutes or so we came to a little hole amongst the acacia trees and a couple of giant boababs. A small watercourse ran through the hollow and had created a pool of watch crystal earn urine."washing,"she commanded.

I bent and scooped water to my face.

"No, need to be in water to clean properly, carry wearing apparel off and wash."I hesitated and then saw the impatient look on her side, so I just complied, disrobe, then gently eased into the water.

"No crocodiles here, it is safe,"was her only observation.

To my surprisal, she removed her skirt and waded in until she came behind me. She scooped water and surprisingly gently washed the now drying blood from around the wounding on my arm."Lucky I not stab in force, wound is not bad,"she said.

She continued scooping water over my head and then my back. I felt her finger stop at an old mark from a gunshot lesion I had sustained a dyad of years back. She slowly traced the abstract of the scar and then turned me sharply round. Her hands went to my forehead, gently probing. I winced but never uttered a sound.

"gem in there. must take out,"she said. Her knife was still hanging from a swath at her waist. She took it from its cocktail dress and rinsed it in the consortium."Should use ardor but can not risk now"

Then she reached and probed, not inscrutable but it hurt like Hades, I managed to just grit my teeth together and kept quiet."There she said"satisfied the stone was out,"You brave like warrior and not cry out, it is good."

We left the consortium and sat on the nearby rocks, I completely forgot that I was still quite naked.

She gathered some leaves, what they were, I have no idea. Then cutting a strip from my shirt, she bound the farewell against the wound."Will be okay until proper medicine. You not lose arm now."

She sat adjacent to me. The careen was not turgid so I felt her thigh against mine. It was then I remembered our nakedness.

She was looking into my face as I desperately tried to keep my optic from her body."You save my life back there and I now owe you a life."

"Nonsense,"I said,"it's just a theatrical role of what I do."

"It is our way,"was all she said.

"Who are you and what is your name ?"I asked.

"My figure Nandi, Princes Nandi from kindred over distant hills. My grandfather is King."

I hesitated as maybe my future question was frail."But you're not black are you, I mean not really black ?"

"My father is son of King, he had blank wife but she is dead now. I have my mother's hair and one-half her colour."

"But you 're like a warrior, I thought only the men could be warriors."

"This true except for royal stag family line. I am princess so I have right to be warrior if I prove worthy. I am away from kin looking for my first lion, then I am truly warrior."

I put my bridge player on hers, she started and for a moment I thought she would snatch it away but though tense up she left it where it was.

"I think you are already a warrior from what I saw today, they never saw you coming until too of late, it was magnificent."

"But I would be dead warrior if not for you, I think those men would accept found me anyway, then I raped five times before dying. Maybe not five multiplication, I think I kill one or two before they take me."

She continued,"I think you good man and brave out man, I like that."Then taking me completely by surprise, she leaned over and planted her backtalk on mine.

I thought she would rive away again after a straightaway candy kiss but her lips remained, so I responded and we kissed properly. She raised an arm around my shoulder and pulled me in, kissing harder. I reciprocated with one arm around her shoulders and the other moved to defend her upper arm.

But again I had forgotten our nakedness until I felt her breasts pushed against my arm. Again I thought she would pull away but instead, she pressed harder against me.

My hand moved slowly from her arm until I cupped a white meat. I gently squeezed as I fondled her nipple which was reacting as it grew under the touch. I allowed my finger to nip gently and still we kissed. Our knife now exploring into each other's mouths.

I could now sense my cock had taken an stake in involvement and was beginning to rise to the social occasion. I felt her hand on my pectus, moving round of drinks in dress circle, it touched one teat then the other before it was tickling my stomach which meant my cock came into contact with the rear of her hand.

Her lip pulled away from mine and she glanced down. For the first time, I saw her smile and it was as if the sun had suddenly come out. I realised how truly beautiful she was.

Her mitt turned as still she looked down,"I have never seen a white one before, it is pretty."

I've never had my cock referred to as pretty I thought.

"And I have not touched one before, any colour,"she said. Her fingers wrapped around my rooster and carefully she felt it as if it were a foreign object. Then she gave it a rub, just one. It jerked in response and her smile grew even wider. She rubbed again and was met with another twitch, so she began to rub repeatedly, up and down. Firmly but not hard she worked at it. I felt the head start to exude, she raised a digit to it then tested it between two fingers.

Her hands then gave my rooster a punishing credit crunch and she pushed her fingers towards the tip. She watched the light liquid which now freely oozed out. She gently spread it down the distance and then began to rub again, she had realised there was a purpose to the liquid.

I took my hand from her chest and reached down but she quickly snatched and moved it back again."Not yet, you must not touch, only when I say."

She went back to her detrition, I leaned back as I felt my blood start to hammer and the hotness rising in my now expectant and well hammer. She sensed the time had arrived for her to rub more vigorously. Until my cock started to hitch and the white semen came shooting out. Spurting up over her custody. She continued rubbing until there was no more, bent and give the tip a quick candy kiss. She released her time lag of me, then stood and moved in front of me.

I gazed at her knockout, waiting to be invited to touch.

But instead, she said"Our laws are very strict, young young lady are forbidden to try and make babe but we are allowed to ‘ ukusoma ukusoma'and that is what we do now. I touch you and you touch me, it is not stimulate baby."Then"I have touched you and now you will touch me but you must promise you do not try more or will have to kill you. I do not want that. You can use finger and mouth but not more."

She placed her hands on my shoulder joint then moved closer. For the first base fourth dimension, I could see her pussycat scratch below the small mass of black curly whisker. The lip were quite large and protruded to form two hanging flaps.

Although I thought it all felt a bit mechanically skillful, none the less I reached a manus to her pussy. I gently stroked, she did not move. I brought up another hired man and with my fingers, eased the flaps apart. I could now see inside and was surprised to see how pink it was in there.

Lightly I touched, it was moist but not wet. I pulled the lips wider and then I could see the low button that was her clit. My fingers moved towards it, sliding between her lips, slowly upwards until they touched her clit.

Now she jumped and then pushed her hips in finisher. With two finger, I massaged the fiddling button and watched it begin to grow. Her leg paste wider whilst her own script left my shoulder and reached to commit her pussycat lips apart.

She was getting wetter now, my fingers glistened. I began to ease a finger in and as I entered she spoke :"You must not break sputter inside me, you understand ?"

I just nodded and did not advertise in far. Instead, I added another finger and then a 3rd and began to slowly push in and rip out again. I leaned forward, easing out my natural language, I found her button and tasted her. It was delicious. My lingua teased and tickled around her clit, my fingers still performing.

She was now soaking wet, fluids draining out onto my hand. Her hips started to turn out and toil into my mouth, her paw had moved to my heading and were pulling me into her. She began to tremble and then shake quite violently. Then she tensed, rose onto the balls of her feet and banged my mouth hard with her pussy.

She convulsed, then relaxed, then convulsed again as I heard her moaning above my head. She shook various times more as she rode the climax rising within her. Her leg snapped together trapping my fingers inside of her as she rode herself backwards and forwards on them.

She relaxed back on her cad and the knelt down in front of me. Her hands took my face and she brought her lip to mine and she kissed me passionately."I have given you the pureness of my first ukusoma, no man has touched me before and I am pleased I have done it with you, my warrior."

I stared at her, completely lost for language which she could see. I held up my subdivision and she moved into them and we embraced in a lover's cuddle."Nandi that will always be particular to me, I will never blank out this moment."

"Then I am more delight that I have found a station in your memory, that is good,"she said,"Now we go back in water to wash and after I take you to doctor."

We seemed to have been walking for sea mile. The sun had become relentless and I realised that I was having trouble focusing clearly on the way ahead. I began to filly dizzy and when I stumbled, Nandi took a tight hold of me, a concerned look on her face.

She touched my forehead and wiped away some of the travail."You have fever my parting have not worked, we must get you into shade"as she pointed to a nearby hill,"opening in rock and roll over there."

She eased me to the terra firma in a little shade close to where I could see quite a declamatory opening into a cave."Need to train inside, no snakes or scorpions. You have matches ?"

She took them from me and set about lighting a minuscule flak. When it was freely burning, she touched the stick that she had wrapped grass around one end into the fire. She tossed the joint into the cave and then lit another.

Watching the entrance, nada came out. She went inside waving the second pin around until she was gratify that the cave was safe. She came and helped me up and led me inside.

She undid the bandage on my arm, a deep frown crossed her nerve as she inspected the injury. Taking a dilute cover from my clique, she came and wrapped me. She placed my water bottle next to me after she had made me drink.

I was by now only semi-conscious. I became cognisant of a tickling and then a sting on my arm, forcing my optic loose and I looked. I must be imagining affair I thought. All I could see was a bum close to my facial expression with a small round of drinks keister muddle peering at me. Then I saw the pee splashing on my injury. ( note ; urban myth )

I saw Nandi ascent and adjust her skirt."I must go, fetch doctor. You can not go on."She leaned in holding my font as she kissed me.

Then she was gone.

The number 1 thing I noticed was the foul smelling invading my sensory faculty. I struggled awake, the pungent air stung my eyes. I could see this old crone wafting smoking over me.

The smell was from whatever confection she had applied to my arm and also what she was burning on a closeby flaming. I drifted away again as my oculus closed.

I came awake with a scratch. My organic structure felt as if it weighed a ton, then I realised it was Nandi lying prone on top of me. We were both naked and wrapped tight in the mantle. She was asleep. her head nestling my neck.

pot still drifted lightly from a dying fire.

I moved an arm and Nandi snapped awake. her nous lifting as she peered at me. A handwriting touched my brow, then she smiled."I did not think you would come back from the land of the deadened, the doctor said there was not practically luck, the transmission had taken your body."

She reached out and brought the pee bottle to my brim, I drank thirstily. She tenderly kissed me and I managed to respond."Yes, you are back my love,"she said.

She snuggled back down against my body and even in my hurt state, I felt a stirring in my groin. I knew she felt it when she gently rubbed her pubis about on my rising member. Then she stopped and said,"No you need rest."

Later after I slept for minute, she again gave me water and fed me a sweet gruel. Whatever it was, it certainly made me finger stronger.

Soon I was sitting up and watching Nandi as she moved about. She had still not dressed.

"Your optic look at me and they see my body, I think you have ukuvusa ucansi, I don't know word in English but it mean your consistence is worked up looking at mine, I have Sami feeling, I have tingle here in my ibhentse and is getting wet all the time."

"Ibhentse, what is that ?"

She thought for a instant,"It is my hole here but it is also all of it"she said and pointed between her legs."It is feeling nice but it is not skilful. We can own ukusoma in several fashion but we can not do ukulala ngokokuqala ngga even if I feel very strong it is what I want."

"What did you say, I didn't understand."

"Ukulala ngkokuqala ngga it think to take to mat for start time or maybe it is to try realise baby for first time. It is hard to explain in your words. None of these things is allowed until my family have approved my chosen man and allowed me to be promised as a Saint Brigid, after that the onetime family woman scrutinise my ibhentse, to see it is not broken inside. I have already broken the code by having ukusoma with you without their blessing."

I stared at her astonished. I think this daughter was telling me that she loved me or at least had very strong flavour for me."What do you stand for by ukusoma in several ways ?"

She was now embarrassed and it was some time before she replied."We do not lecture of these matter very much, it is not custom. Ukusoma is what we did at the pool but it can be to a greater extent. We lay down with woman facing up or down, We must come together peg very tight. The man he then lay on top and crowd his matter ( she pointed at my prick ) in between legs but must not enter ibhentse. We move until the blanched poppycock come out. It is good for man but not so much for woman except we make him happy."she finished center to the ground.

I saw her shoulders shaking and she was crying."cum over here,"I said quietly. She came into my arms sobbing and clung to me.

I kissed and stroked her hair, while my thoughts whirled. What did all this mean I wondered ? Did I have the same feelings for her ? We had only known each early a few Clarence Day, yet in that unawares time, we had saved each former 's lives. I didn't doubtfulness that I owed her my life.

She looked up at me"No it is not redress. I must get you stronger and then conduct you to your own people. I must pretend that zilch has happened."She pushed me down, telling me to rest.

When I finally woke, I found her lying beside me, an arm across my dresser and snuggled up tight to me. Gently. so as not wake her, I stroked her arm. Her skin felt like satin to my spot. I looked at her pin-up side, now peaceful in sleep. Then I took in the crestless wave of her white meat laid against me. She stirred and moved a niggling, there seemed to be a grinning on her face.

Her hand had moved to my stomach and again she slept breathing gently into my cervix. The parsimoniousness of her paw had now caused my cock to start growing. Unconsciously her hand had moved a niggling lower and the tip of my dick just nudged her fingers.

Once again she stirred, still in sleep but her hand came up to just lay over my prick. I lay still, completely unmoving, except for my cock which had a creative thinker of its own. It started twitching at the feel of her paw. Whether or not she had become aware, I don't know. But her finger's breadth moved to enwrap my member and she snuggled tighter against me.

I noticed her eyelid were moving fast and thought she's dreaming. Her digit tightened and I gave an nonvoluntary jump. Her centre came capable, she looked at me and then turned her head to depend at her hand. For a moment she looked appal and then smiled."I was dreaming of him, then I wake and there he is and already in my hired hand. It is an omen. You are feeling stronger now ?"it was a question, not a statement.

I replied that I felt almost fully fit again.

She began to stroke my cock then moved her straits down my body. She kissed my tip and then her lips were around the head. Slowly she took me into her mouth, sucking gently. Her tongue explored me. She raised her forefront away, gave a squeeze to see the absolved liquid oozing forth.

With a satisfied nod, she lay her organic structure on mine. Her sass came to mine, as we kissed, she reached a handwriting down between us and pushed my tool up between her leg. Her leg clamped tight around it, completely trapped between her thigh. She took my hands and placed them on her derriere and then was moving her pelvic girdle up and down, masturbating my cock within the tight grip of her legs.

I gripped her impudence, one fingerbreadth exploring the crevice until it found the small opening. I teased it round and round, she seemed to wrestle and push against the digit, So I pressed and then a little more until I felt a springiness and just a small fondness on my finger. I pushed harder and it was now entering her, she heaved and the finger buried to the knuckle.

By now my cock was responding fully to the feelings generated from her gripping thigh. I could sense that she was trying to grind herself against me as her own rage rose but it seemed a futile effort.

I started to strain as she looked at my face, she now smiled broadly."It is fourth dimension my man, now it is time."And she squeezed backbreaking and moved her hips faster.

My outlet came and it shot hot and white over her pep pill thighs and up over her derriere. She kept on moving until I dropped back with a groan. She just lay cuddling me tight.

With a slightly disturbed smell on her font, she looked at me asked"Did I do it right, the ukusoma. Was it ripe ?"

"It was wonderful, I don't know what else to say."

She went to sit up but said"I can not travel, you still induce your finger inside me,"she said.

"Oh sorry,"I said.

"Why sorry ? I liked that. It is the only post you can put him inside me, pointing at my shrinking shaft and it still ukusoma. Perhaps you like to try later ?"The latter with an prankish grin.

I pointed out that she had meet my indigence but asked what about her ?

"Oh I have plenitude of time, maybe later you make me happy."

I nodded quite eagerly.

"I go now and catch some food for us to eat."Taking up her spear, she bent out of the cave and silently like a cat, she was gone.

I had sentence to myself to imagine. I knew she would work a wonderful married woman and I loved her strange mixture of one-minute childishness and then in an instant, her majestic adult way of looking at things. I knew now that I loved her and I was sure she loved me but could I take her from the life she knew and into my world. Would she able-bodied to cope.

I would never be accepted in her globe but she would not have that problem coming into mine as it was no thirster uncommon for a white man with a inglorious wife, anyway she was half white already. Plus the fact I realised, I spent a bang-up deal of my life in the crotch hair a quite solitary existence.

I resolved to fathom her feel and encounter out if it were something she might want. Or had I just been fooling myself and got completely the wrong idea.

I never heard her approach but suddenly she was there and proudly holding a Cy Young deer. There was still descent on her spear. I could see she desperately wanted my approval. So I clapped and grinned"We eat well tonight."

Satisfied, her human face beamed."I go clean,"she said. Her sentences were often clipped unless she took sentence to cogitate. then her English language was often often better.

Later we did eat well on beautifully cooked and tender venison.

I took a small bottle of brandy from my mob. This brought a big frown to her human face."Don't worry,"I said"I'm not a toper, just the odd sip now and again. Anyway, I need that as I have something of import to ask you."

"Ask me,"she said suddenly looking extremely worried.

I said for her to come and sit with me and then gathered her in my arms. She relaxed and snuggled in.

I had no idea how or where to begin, so gave up trying to consider and simply jumped in."Nandi can you leave your people, forever I mean and if you could, would you if I asked you to ?"

She sat up, faced me and said :"What you mean me arrive and work for you ?"She had misunderstood me.

I took her manus and said,"No silly, as my wife, could you do that, would you want that ?"

She sat just staring at me, unlike emotions running across her face. Then with a little cry, she fell forward and clung to me. She started kissing my chest and I could feel her weeping running down.

Eventually, she sat up again."You do not mean this, you joke or you just want to get him inside me"she stammered.

"Nandi I love you dearly and I want you to experience with me and hunt with me as my wife and as my cooperator, it is our way."

She took my hands held them to her bosom and sat looking deep into my center. After several hour, she stated"It is on-key, you do have sex me. I am abide by beyond watchword. I also love you my warrior and from the very deepest part of my heart."

I pulled her back to me and kissed her tenderly.

When she broke away it was with a more serious flavour on her face."Can we truly do this ? I would have to wear out with our customs duty, I can not charter you to my home for their approval, so I can not go back if I were to be with you."She pondered for a spell."It not so bad if I not go back, I not much liked by many for my colour"she had slipped back to her clipped English again."My father maybe only omit me a footling bit."She looked at me"You really require this ? You could be glad with white gentlewoman, I think, why me ?"

"Nandi I know what I want and that is you, not some White person lady I haven't even met yet. We are quite obviously happy together. Yes, some things would be very different for you but you are clever and you will be sodding. It would make me very well-chosen if you would gibe to be my wife."

Again she seemed to think forever. But as her characteristic slowly brightened, I knew I had won her. She squealed in a schoolgirlish way and jumped into my arms."I have decided, you will pull in me good husband and I will be undecomposed wife, you will see."

"Thank you my love"I answered.

With another sober face, she said"Now we can take a crap Ukulala ngkokuqala ngga"she said coyly. She spread her knee joint at sat across my wooden leg, took handle of my cock and started to pump it vigorously.

"Hey not so tidal bore love, let me shew you,"I said.

I gave the blanket a shake off and lay it out flat. I held out my hired hand to her and she came to me shyly. I lay down pulling her gently beside me. We lay facing each other. I reached my lips to hers and we kissed lovingly and tenderly.

My paw explored her skin, stroking slowly her hair, her neck opening, her berm and down her book binding. I fondled her arse. I moved a hand to her knocker, gently squeezing, then teased a teat and still we kissed.

Her hand covered mine and pressed as I felt the nipple hardening under my soupcon. Her oral cavity moved to my neck and she dug her teeth in with a soft bite.

I eased her onto her back bringing my own mouth down to a breast, licking and tasting her pelt. A nipple was quickly thrusting into my mouthpiece and I sucked and nibbled with my teeth.

Her deal dropped to my cock and she caressed it from top to bottom.

I licked between the vale of her chest then slowly licked down. Across her tummy and then I found her belly button. I continued down to the curly hair on her mound as her hands now took my handle of my principal. My mouthpiece found the butterfly stroke flapping, my lips and natural language lovingly teased.

She pressed my head down as my digit parted the sassing of her kitty-cat and I went straight for her button. It was already standing proud and wet, so very wet. Still, my tongue teased and her articulatio coxae push against my case jamming her clitoris difficult against my tongue.

I eased two digit inside of her and caressed the intimate warmheartedness. She was beginning to wriggle quite frantically under my touch. I withdrew my handwriting and moving up, I lay gently on top of her as we kissed. Then I raised my body and pushed her ramification with mine until they were spread.

Her eye were locked on mine.

I reached and took my shaft to her puss, gently teasing round her back talk. Slowly I entered, just a fraction at a time.

Her eyes were as wide as saucers as she clung to my back. I met resistance and now was the time she was to become a charwoman, my cleaning woman. She flinched just slightly as I increased the press. Then she gave a small cry, a handwriting going to her sass, a affright feel on her grimace. But she bit her knuckles as the pain hit her.

With tender caution I slowly withdrew, she relaxed, her hand returning to my spine. I eased forward again and entered where nothing had been before. I lay still with my peter right inside of her, not moving as it just throbbed in her depths.

A little smile came to her face and she whispered :"Now I am cleaning woman and your wife."

I began to move again, she winced slightly, but I was gentle and began a slow in and out. Gradually she started to force against me, then her fingers were digging into my spinal column'

Her oculus were now closed, with an intense look on her face.

Her pussy began to tighten a grip on me and her leg went around my hips to pull me even deeper interior of her. I felt her inner muscles almost massaging my throbbing cock. I was getting near to climax, hoping I hadn't lost control condition too soon.

She opened her eyes and between clenched teeth"It is time, now harder."Her body trembled and her hip joint tensed, pushed up off the blanket. I thrust cryptic and gruelling. She screamed out loud and her nails scratched down my binding as she reached her sexual climax, coming followed, coming as she rode the wave.

She thrashed wildly against me as I also reached my peak, pumping my hot fluids into her."I can feel you filling me"as she clung to me. With a terminal thrust from me and a responding spate from her, we were spent.

We lay gasping, I could barely take a breath, so stiff she squeezed me.

"My love,"she said"I had no estimate, I can not believe or put into words how you have made me feel. I have truly been taken to heaven. If this is my reinforcement for becoming your wife and then let us get conjoin every day from now on."

I smiled tenderly into her eyes.

"Did I please, was it right, do you still love me ?"She asked me.

"How can you ask that, it was ... ... well it was better than anything I have ever known because I've never loved before, my warrior."

"We are both warriors,"she said"And I will always be standing by your side. When I am not it will be because we are lying down for more Ukulala ngkokuqala ngga."

The end .