“We’re doing this again, Woody. And don’t ask me why, but that was hooves down better than tequila, and if you can go again now, please tell me how to make it happen.”
Still blown away by his experience, Lumberman silently cursed himself for not having in him to go again. Instead, all he could do was offer some further comfort as he sat up.
“Fuck… I wish I had another one in me right now. And are you sure that was your first time? Because… For the love of God, I hope we’re doing this again. You were amazing.”
Grabbing Applejack around her barrel, Lumberman pulled her back to lay with him properly. Wrapping her up in his arms for sleep, he began to give her the nightly rub down she warranted.
“And you got me convinced. If you wanna rut, we’re gonna make it happen.”
Safely held in his embrace, and the wonderful glow still swirling in her body, Applejack pushed herself back further against her man. Even without going all the way, she was left satisfied for the night.
“First off, nah… I’d ‘uh remembered doing something like this before you. And you know I want it, but I can hold off for a while if we’re making this a normal thing fer us.”
Taking extra care as he rubbed over Applejack’s belly and breasts, Lumberman was growing more interested in giving her what she wanted. On a second thought of doing more and what was needed, he realized something he forgot.”
“I’m all about that, but we forgot your meds.”
So much for Applejack enjoying the moment.
“Goddamnit, Woody. How much longer do I gotta keep taking them damn things?”