"Call me a slut." You're a slut." He smiled at her and added, "you're a whore. You're the most wanton, horny, nymphomaniac I've ever met and I love ev...ry bone of your kinky body." I am. I'm such a slut. I love to get fucked. I love making people come and them making me come." She turned her head and rested her ear on his chest as if listening to his heart. "I absolutely love feeling used like a whore," she lifted her head and looked at him, "do you mind that I'm a whore." No, God, I've dreamed. I push you against the wall. Your breath escaped gently in a gasp as you instinctively thrust against me in return.I noticed.With a****l like frenzy I clawed at your shirt aiming for the mounds of glorious flesh that stood just beneath a thin layer of cloth, your head back in ecstasy moaning as I bite your neck. You whimpered meekly, "oh daddy". You belonged to me in that moment.You noticed.I tore at your belt forgoing any sense of light foreplay or romance. You responded in kind by sighing. I got a very immediate response from 3 guys all willing to get their cock sucked. One said he would take pictures of me with his cock in my mouth and his cum on my face. I was nervous and excited. I imagined myself in a car in a parking lot, or on my knees in an alley, sucking a strange cock for my Girlfriend. Would they be clean, or dirty and smelly? What if someone saw me?I sent back replies, but none of my volunteer suckees came through during the week. My Girlfriend was very disappointed.. But one day, along comes Lynereu. I knew right off she was an elf. If truth be known, it’s the ears that give them away, but don’t tell her I said that ha, ha! I could see she was a huntress carrying their prized long bow and quiver of arrows slung over her sleek body. So silent they move. She turned her head so quickly in my direction I had no time to hide!Hi there, her song-like voice smoothly carried over the air to me.I remained silent, but not afraid.Come on out and let’s talk, her words.