The cops would be there in no time if he had. Her fears seemed justified when she peeked at the Jeep around corner of the building where she stood. Th... guy was nowhere to be seen. She strained her ears but heard nothing either.'Dammit... Now what?'Taking off without paying could be one solution, she thought. She took a deep breath and sped across to the Jeep. She looked for the keys but couldn't find them. Of course, the guy had them!She glanced at the empty road, breathing anxiously. With. ”“Bitch, I know you never had been banged by a true man, but now you have a master; and your master is ready to teach you how your small body can be handled. Let’s start with a little tit-fuck, baby: just as an appetizer, before really screwing. Come on, little one, put my shaft between your white, soft, heavy mammaries: how big are these melons, mommy?”“Thirty-six double D,” she whispered.John approached the woman, who was still sitting on the cupboard: her titties were jutting out right to. Her attentiveness was more than a nurse comforting a wounded veteran. Ivy's manner was undeniably suggestive considering, this culture. Yet, for me, our holding hands was like being in high school again, innocent fun.My mind played tricks on me again. I heard a woman's voice whisper, "Dragon magic lowers her inhibitions with you because of the charismatic glimmer from your new blood. Your change is nearly complete."The inner voice didn't continue and that was frustrating. Hearing voices wasn't. “What is it?”“You’re late leaving catgirl!” the voice of the inn keeper shouts through the door. “Either you get your shit together and go or I’ll send in my enforcer to get you out!”“Alright, alright,” she yowls. “We’re going!”“We’re?” the man questions. “You only paid for one of you. That’s it, I’m getting Brutus. You’ll pay for one way or another.”It looks like we need to split.“Yeah, no kidding,” the witch agrees.Thank you for referring to us as we, by the way.“Slip of the tongue, believe.