He devoured a few oranges, peels and all, and started following the scent upwind, avoiding lights and open spaces with experienced precision. He coul... move quickly, zigzagging from shadow to shadow. He efficiently closed the distance to Bella’s house, circling it several times while he gauged the remaining light on upstairs. He knew his way around, in, and out, of these humans’ dwellings, so different from his underground lair deep in the game woods. He knew that here, at last—at. I probably blushed at that, but certainly did when she just blurted out "Can you stay for a bit?" I replied "No problem" to which she said "I really need some OTHER help", giggled a little & then came over to the couch I was on. She reached across, leaned over for a kiss,grabbed my wrist & moved it under one of breasts inside a tight.black shirt she wore.Just couldn't grab myself enough breath as I started to explore deep with my tongue into her gorgeous pinot grigio tasting mouth. We sucked. I undid my trousers and such and pushed them dwon to amy ankles, it was fantastics., after a few mins he moved about in his seat, as if to adjust his back and his knee touched my. then his hand rested on my thigh. I could feel my boner getting harder and harder.I turned to look at him and he looked at me straight into my face and then looked at his boner. I moved my hand to his thigh and then went for it and cupped his balls. He took my hand and wrapped it around his hard cock. I almost died it. Every time I went into the oda she would use English phrases to insult me. Things like, "Keep away from me you jerk!" Or "Let me go or you will be sorry!" I liked it very much when she was angry because it made her more attractive and she didn't try to hide her body with her hands.I planned to marry her in a very simple ceremony on my 35th birthday. The other women prepared her with perfumes and gossamer clothing but still had to keep her restrained for fear of what she would do. The Ayatollah.