Why did you call me Babes?" Well I can't really call you Gronk, can I? That's a silly name for anymph." But it's my name." Sure thing Babes, so why do...'t you tell me how a troll came to look likeyou?"Gronk did, at least she began to tell the story, until Squinqel fellasleep in mid-sentence. Never-the-less on that day Gronk made a friend,admittedly a fun obsessed, scatter-brain, but having someone to talk tokept her sane and mostly kept her out of the past. Plus Squinqel had moreexperience with. She was still fully naked and I could see some red scratches on the inner sides of her thigh’s soft skin and around her dark areolas of her soft boobs. Worst of all, some traces of semen were running down her legs…The bitch still had her red face blushed by the lust…I woke up and stared at her; but saying nothing. I grabbed her by the waist and threw onto the bed. She wanted to stop me…Then I put her face down and spread her ass cheeks with my hands. I held her down and buried my fingers inside. Tonight Cheyenne was feeling extra naughty and decided that she was going to take Roger home for a night of hot naughty sex. She straddled his lap standing with her breast in his face rubbing her body on him taking his hands and guiding them on her body where she wanted them starting softly on her shoulders to just above her breast and down her sides looking so intently into his eyes, slowly running her tongue over her glistening lips. He could see the goose bumps he was causing to break out on. She had lovely doe shaped eyes, a gorgeous nose, voluptuous full lips, black hair which was tied in a pony tail and which reached to the curve of her back just above her rear.Her legs were shapely and her behind was pear shaped and perfectly suitable to her 5 1'' body. He olive skin showed not a mark. Her breasts, perhaps a 34 B stuck straight out without a hint of sag to them. I noticed that she did not appear to be wearing a bra under her T shirt.Her family was very polite and seemed happy to.