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The fleshy folds of her pussy sucked on my shaft and squeezed it tight. Her slick walls tugged at me with every stroke until my cock swelled to blowing point.
For someone who normally went all the way, I had to think of anything but her rosy erect nipples and how much I loved her aroused, hooding eyes, the deeper and harder my dick pounded.
As a thundering climax rushed through me, I lost all control. It might have been all the tension surrounding Savanah’s attack, and my fuck-up with the tyre, but I blew so hard my brain almost left my skull.
It took some time to remember who I was.
After my senses returned, I repositioned myself and held her.
“Are you sure I didn’t hurt you?”
“No. I mean, it’s still a little tender.”
“You didn’t come, did you?”
“No. But I was close.” She smiled sadly.
“You know that if I see Bram, I’m going to want to kill him?”
“Would you really kill for me?”
“I would.”
“Then you must love me,” she said.
As someone more inclined towards action rather than words, I responded with a kiss.
Yes, I do love you. I just don’t know how to say it.
“So, what are we having for breakfast?” I asked.
She pulled a scowl, which I could only assume related to my swift redirection of conversation. “There isn’t anything, is there? Only tins of food. We can have a cup of tea, though, can’t we?”
I stretched my arms and then stood up. “There’s flour and powdered milk.”
“No eggs though,” she said.
“There are powdered eggs.” I put on my briefs. “I think I’ll try that shower.”
She got up and gripped her arms. “Me too. It’s freezing.”
Isteppedoutsidetocheck on the sky. The rain had set in. It hadn’t stopped all night.
We were up high, but I wondered about the road and whether it might be flooded.
I found a raincoat and ran to the shed and grabbed some logs, wrapping them in the raincoat, and then I got the potbelly stove going in the kitchen for breakfast.
“I can’t believe my parents didn’t modernize with a stove.” Savanah stood by, watching me loading logs into the furnace.
“This will do, and there’s also a wood-fired oven for bread.”
“For bread? You’re going to bake?” The shock on her face made me laugh.
“I’m not just a pretty face.” I grinned.
She chuckled. “So I’m discovering.”
I found an electric jug for tea, and Savanah brightened up. “Goody. That means a cup of tea.”
