"Yeah, hop on," I said, to which I distinctly heard Kevin and Katie giggle even though they were in the throws of doggie-style. Denise spread her lusc...ous ass and pussy over my face and I was in heaven. I had already been smelling Katie's pussy from across the room which had a somewhat gamey odor (not that I ever mentioned that to Kevin). As Denise's pussy hovered over my face I started to smell the sweetest fragrance issue from her folds. It was musky with a hint of sweat and utterly. The door opened and closed softly behind her and I caught but a fleeting glimpse of her white nightgown. Then in the darkness I felt her slip into the bed and I made room for her. It was snug but she was indeed warm and we lay face-to-face and our lips met. It was the tenderest of kisses and her hands roamed over my arms as our lips and tongues gently introduced themselves. She shifted and between our bodies, below our waists, I felt the hardness of her ladyprick. ‘You are,’ I hesitated,. Not even her hair. The pulse damaged the tip of her ponytail. She felt the tingles all the way into her scalp.“Nice punch,” Wicked Sharp growled. Crimefighter was slowly walking towards her. Pulses rippled the air. The lighter the shots, the better the accuracy.“Leave your weapon and strip off your armor and you will be brought in without further injury,” he announced. He projected confidence. Wicked Sharp had faced Crimefighters from Jacksonville to Juneau. She hadn’t even needed her sword in. Again…Quite surprising for a shy introvert like me. I was doing remarkably well.‘How so?’ I hear you ask. Let me explain. I have a secret, you see.Orphaned and raised by my Aunty Jean, I’d grown up a loner. It was an unusual childhood, and our relationship probably had a big influence on me.Tragically, my aunty died on Christmas Eve four years ago. It hit me hard; she’d been my rock for so long that life without her seemed impossible. She was always so positive and vibrant, and yes, maybe just.