I wanted to rouse her and mount her but held myself in check. Our lips entwined. Anal sex I wanted her to make the first advances. She flopped down on me as my member subsided. She stirred, her hand stole between her legs as if exploring, exploring the cavern so recently opened by our union, it pleased her, she moaned softly and the suddenly she was wide awake. “And is everyone watching me?” she asked. The sun was edging above the horizon sending a golden shaft across the bed chamber, glinting upon Miss Semley’s forehead and unruly tangle of hair. “Oh yes you will,” I replied, “But for now, this talk of poking has roused me and I wish, with your consent obviously, to mount you again.”
She scowled “You make it sound like like a Stallion and a brood mare, where sir are your protestations of love, where is your tenderness.”
“I don’t love you,” I declared, “But I care, you deserve a full life, joy, children, fulfillment, find a husband woman, do not waste away in a Nunnery.”
“Oh very well, do your worst I shall bear it,” she invited and
