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Chapter Five

Roberto slept deeply for the first time in a long time. He sighed in his sleep as he dreamed.

Roberto sat on his horse, hidden by a group of trees, watching his parents casa. He had seen his family leave. His mother had left word that she had supplies for him and that he could come to the casa once the family had left. He urged his horse down the trail. Entering the casa, he expected to find it empty, but the sound of a female's voice caught his attention. Slipping towards the voice, he found himself outside the room shared by Trixy and Samantha. The door was open just enough for him to watch without being seen. Inside, Samantha was removing her clothes. His heart started to beat faster. He didn't know when he had fell in love with her. But for sometime now, he hadn't thought of her as a little sister, but as that of a young, available mujer. One that he was determined to claim for his own. She was just barely eighteen, but Dios was she beautiful.

Roberto felt himself harden as he watched Samantha's naked body slide into the small tub. The water splashed over the side as she lower herself. Undoing his gunbelt, he silently laid it next to him on the floor. He then undone his pants and began to pleasure himself as he watched her. The water flowed over her breasts. He gave a loan moan that caused her to sit up. He nervously watched as she tensed, looked around, and then shurged her shoulders, deciding that it was nothing. He watched as she began to wash herself between her legs. She moaned. He then realized that she was just washing herself, but pleasureing herself too. Together, without her knowledge, they came. What pleased him the most, was that she gasped his name as she did.

Roberto then felt transported in his dream. He was no longer watching Samantha in her own dormoitorio, but he was sitting in the banera with her. He was washing her body. Watching the water as it trickled down her breasts, dripping off her hard nipples. Watching her blush as she washed him. Then they were on the lecho and he was making love to her. She felt so warm and real. Her body first fighting his intruding pija, then finally giving into him. He felt her explosion on him, causing his own. He then felt himself jolt awake.

Roberto jolted awake, immediately feeling the weight of a body on his arm. After seeing Samantha bathing that day, he had refused to sleep with a woman until he had claimed her as his. And then... he would have no other. So why was there a warm body laying next to him. He looked over at the woman and drew in a deep sigh of relief as he saw Samantha laying there. He watched as the morning sun shone on her medium brown hair as she slept. The cool morning breeze lightly whipped it around, causing it to go from shades of brown to almost blonde in the sunlight. He held his breathe as he pulled the sheet from her body, revealing her breasts, then stomache, and finally the curly brown hair between her long, shapely legs. He lightly touched her nipple with his fingertip, causing it to harden in her sleep. He felt the urge to suck on it and gave in.

Samantha felt the soft touch on her breasts. But it was the wetness that encased it that woke her. She opened her eyes to see Roberto's face close to hers as she suckled at her breast. "MMM Roberto," she cooed, letting him know she was awake. She eagerly spread her legs as he moved on top of her. He heatedly kissed her on her lips, forehead, neck, cheeks, shoulders, breasts, everywhere he could reach. He drove her loco with them. Even his smile was more than she could stand.

Before Samantha knew it, she was sitting straddled on Roberto. She felt his harden pija pushing up in her concha. She moaned as he gripped her culo and showed her how to ride him. She soon felt herself cumming, unaware that she was purring as she rode. "That's it mi gatito," he said in a husky voice. "Show me how much you like it, Samina. Purr, mi gatito, purr for me." She again came as she rode, causing her purring to increase. With her hands on his chest, she threw her head back and closed her eyes as she enjoyed herself of her marido's pija. Unaware of it, she dug her nails into his chest, causing long, red strips of blood to surface. "Oh you little gatito," she heard him laugh. "We will have to trim those claws of yours." Looking down, she saw his chest. She smiled an apologetic smile at him.

Samantha leaned forward and kissed Roberto's chest. She purred as he ran his fingers through her hair. She continued to move herself on him. As she did, she hit a new spot on his pija and increased both of their enjoyment. She felt him moving with her; pushing in as she move down. She gasped each time they came together. "Si, Roberto, si," she panted as she climaxed again. She then felt him push her off. She wondered what she had done wrong and was about to ask when he flipped her over onto her stomach. Her hips were pulled up to him and then she felt what it was he wanted.

Tighly gripping her hips, Roberto pushed himself back into Samantha. "Oh Samina," he moaned. "You're concha feels so good." He watched her as she pushed the rest of her body up, leveling her back. One hand remained on her hip, while he placed the other on her shoulder. Her purring became intense and louder as he roughly banged his own body against hers. He closed his eyes as he felt himself getting closer to his own climax. He heard her panting "si" over and over. Again her felt her climax. And then shortly again as he had his way with his mujer. "OH DIOS," he exclaimed as he felt his own release.

Roberto gripped Samantha's hip and shoulder, holding her on him as he felt the pulsing in his pija. He felt her body shake as she cliamax again, this time with him. He slowly moved in her, letting her tightness milk the last few drops of his esperma into her. "Joder," he gasped, laying his forehead in the middle of her back. He didn't even notice that he had just gasped the vulgar word, but she had as was evident by her laugh. "Que," he asked. "I guess hearing you swear is something I will have to get use to," she cooed as he laid them on their sides. He was still deep in her as he cuddled her close to him, kissing her ear and neck sofly. "You are not just a bandido, but mi bandido," she softly cooed from his kissing. "And you are not just mi mujar, but my querida," he whispered in her ear.