PART 1
"I think we should..." Rhey began gesturing to their uncomfortable, intertwined position.
"Yeah," Tommy agreed for his back had begun arching. For more than an hour, laying on his back against the wooded table, with his mate on top of him, called for a break. Rhey slowly got off him, as his limp manhood slipped out of her. His juices began dripping down her thighs. Tommy loved it while she grimaced disappearing to her bedroom. Tommy just picked a few paper napkins, wiped himself, and tucked the spent soldier back into his cage.
He went ahead and cleaned the dining table grinning like a clown. He still couldn't wrap his mind around the day's event. More than ever he was sure he couldn't just let her live without him. After one taste he needed more, craved more.
Rhey appeared mi
