"I promise. I'll be good for you."He places his hand on your head. "Yes, I know you will." I..." You want him so much. You ache for him."Yes?" he asks... gently stroking your face with the back of his hand.You turn your hand and take one of his fingers in your mouth. You suck on it and drag your tongue over the sharp nail, and you moan.He leans in and whispers, "Good. You will make a great consort." He grabs you by the hand and drags you further into the manor. You don't fight it.You are brought. ‘How do you taste?’ he asked, his voice filled with raw lust. ‘You tell me.’ ‘With pleasure,’ he said, before he lowered his head to her mouth, his lips finding hers. His tongue licked her top lip, sucked on her bottom, and then pushed into her mouth, searching and seeking hers. As they kissed, she found his hardness in his jeans. Unzipping them, she freed his penis from its cruel barrier and lovingly cradled him in her hands. He groaned into her mouth. Still kissing, she moved until her lower. .I just had her on my mind 24-7. I even told her at one point--look, tone it down. But nothing seemed to work or change.Until one day--she went too far. The top was black latex. The bottom: skin tight leather. The shoes were high heels and the store was partly closed. She reached up in the back room to get a box and started bending over. Very very slow. I told myself not to look...this is a bad idea. And man, my dick started talking...I just snapped and started rubbing my cock on the outside of. She frowned “What mission are you talking about?” she asked. He explained about the airbase, watching has her face went white. “Shaun, it’s been tried, the men were slaughtered who tried it. It can’t be done I’ve seen the reports.”He took her into his arms, “Darling, all we are doing is to see if it is feasible. It may be, as you say, impossible but we have to try to figure a way to do it if we can.”The next morning after Sharon had left for the office, he moved the dining table into the centre.