Skye’s POVI felt so light. So carefree. I was like a feather flying along in a comforting breeze. I was enjoying everything I was feeling, although I was also a bit confused about so many things that seemed more complicated to understand than how I was barely grasping them, but then the assurance that everything was going to be just fine lulled my worried mind and went along with the flow of everything Uncle Goerge, yes, by the way, we agreed I call him uncle since he was treating me like a family to leave everything he had built with his own sweat and blood over the years. Of course, I also insist I address his beloved woman as my Aunt Almira. They were like loving parents despite not having even a very distant blood relation.Gab and I were shown so many things that I am quite sure no one had ever seen aside from the couple themselves, about their wealth and possessions. I realized that they were rich enough to just enjoy the remaining days of their lives, but they were not blesse

Skye’s POV“Oh, I have never left with anyone on the bed before, well, aside from Marco that night,” I apologized. “But why do you look like that?” I asked as I tried to find my feet in the blanket wrapping around me so I could get up and get dressed in the bathroom after washing up. “Why do I look like what?” Gab asked while rubbing his hands on his face.“Uhmmm…. You look like….” I couldn’t say the exact words in my mind straightaway, but it made me giggle softly. “Great! Now, you’re even mocking me,” Gab sighed deeply. His mien was clearly sporting defeat and frustration, but he seemed to be too weak to speak with me, how much more arguing with a feeling refreshed and very lively me, this morning.“What’s wrong….?” I asked after taking the hint of his unwell-looking condition. I found my feet and walked closer to Gab who was sitting on a single chair with the morning meal food on the table for two next to him. I think he deliberately moved the chair to face it in the bed’s dire

Skye’s PovI was so focused in relieving Gab from whatever misery he was going through but I felt like it was taking so long. His thing was no joke for a size to fit my mouth and I was not very well equipped with knowledge on what to do more than what I had only seen on some porn sites when curiosity won over me, so I was running out of ideas how to make things faster and favorable for Gab. I tried to keep going, thinking he was almost at his limit because I could already taste his man juices in my mouth, so I assumed he would finish soon. But I was drooling all over his length, gagging and even with my hands and mouth all together at work, his orgasm would seem to peek over the horizon just to hide away again!I asked him if he was holding back. But when I saw how he was also looking so desperate to reach his peak, I could tell he was not making things intentionally difficult for me. Gab said he needed to do something to get his mind busy instead of simply feeling everything I was d

Skye’s POVI felt so torn between holding back and foolishly blindly jumping into the call of lust that was drowning me over. I was next to a man who also needed to relieve himself from a very needed orgasm, but I did not want to be reckless. I am fully aware that according to my Sex Ed back in my lectures at school, that precum of men can impregnate a woman. I am not counting my days of menstrual period to monitor when I am safe and when I am not, because I haven’t indulged into such sexual activities before, so the fear that I might be in my ovulation and perfectly fertile to create a human life in my womb scared me like hell. But I was feeling horny as well!The feeling of something within me desperately in need to be stuffed, filled and pounded was driving me insane as I heard Gab suppress his

Skye’s POVI was stunned at how I was feeling out of control. The need and longing to satiate my hunger for lust that had been lingering around me these past few days seemed to finally explode and I was consumed at how intense I was devoured by my own carnal desire. When I asked Gab if I could be on top, I was still a bit shy and reluctant. But the zest was too patent and potent to grab the chance if only Gab would agree. I figured I wouldn't know unless I asked. So, I did. To my astonishment, Gab was so kind to hand me over the reins and let me drive our carriage. And I must have been crazy, because I could see the glimpse of myself in the mirror on the wall as I rowed the man lying on the bed and beneath me as I rode his crotch like a jockey. “Ohhhh, god….” I couldn’t help moaning at the gratifying feeling of my core being so full and stuffed. The glorious sensation of his veiny girth sliding in and out of my soaking wet pussy walls and lips made me want to forget and abandon ev