"That's it. That's it. Just like that," Mrs. Thorn said with a soft moan.Ethan closed his eyes. His hips moved faster, as if on their own. Mrs. Thorn ...queezed his ass."Slow down, Ethan," she said. "Don't rush it, hon. Take your time."Ethan took a few seconds to catch his breath. Her hips moved in his hands. He moved his own hips slowly, just like before, out a little bit, then back in."Yes. Yes, I knew you'd be good at this," Mrs. Thorn whispered. Her lips brushed his earlobe.Ethan pumped his. He didnt want to answer that. She dropped her eyes. Kaneez is sorry, My Lord. Kaneez didnt mean– He put a finger over her lips, and she looked back up at him. He was breathing heavily as he looked into her eyes, eyes that looked at him with the same awe and reverence as shed had for Chernobog. A frown creased his brow as he debated whether to answer her. Then he mentally berated himself for his cowardice and he bit his bottom lip before quickly saying, I have never kissed anyone. Her entire. I found that it required much more concentration to govern the sense of urgency doing this than with my fingers -- several times I almost lost it! Over and over again I let it build deep inside, only to stop just in time to prevent rhat swiftly swelling sensation rising up! So lost I became in what was happening to me that I completely lost track of time as I floated from one swale to another (of which I lost count after fourteen!): finally, as I was recovering from one that was really good for. I guess I will have to take a decent picture one day until then I will wait. Just as I was finishing going through the tabs I had already opened fate seemed to shine on me, a woman who had no requirements for contact, no picture either but I didn't mind. And my luck didn't end there, she was online and available for chatting now all I needed was a way to get her attention. Staring at the blank chat box I went through all the possible ways to introduce myself. Roamingwild: So a woman of.