With every pull and tug on my nipple, I thought of his mouth at my breasts, suckling and lapping at them. I made a few passes at my pussy. It was ho... and not just a little wet. My finger softly stroked around my clit, moving the plump flesh that encased my hot, wet hole. I thought of how it felt when he felt between my legs, spreading me open, my heavy thighs quivering, waiting for his touch. I slowly spread the puffy lips for his imaginary tongue, thinking of the delicious sounds that it. We talked for several minutes. I was still in my swimming trunks and I noticed that he was spending more time looking at my bare chest than at my face. He finally made a comment about my physique and asked me about my work out regime. That was a giveaway and I knew he was interested. I felt a rush between my legs as my cock began to grow with excitement.When Andrew had finished his beer, he came around the counter into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and grabbed another cold bottle. He. . or was, depending upon how you look at it ... Adrianne.”The only thing we passed on the road was a group of soldiers, heading somewhere. I suspected the truce was starting to break down again. Before long we reached the turn off to the cave. We hobbled our horses outside, by the lake that fed into the cave system. They’d have plenty of water and grazing out here.“Just out of curiosity, my Thane, are you going to kill everyone inside with your bow, or will I have a chance to wet my. It was a rush and I felt warmall over and I just wanted to sleep afterwards. So once I clean myselfoff I put the robe back on and I went to bed.I awoke the next day in hopes that this was all a dream and of course thebreasts on my chest were indications that I was not dreaming and I wasnot going to be male again. That's when I realized something wasdifferent about my surroundings about the place they left me to relax andget better. I got up and I was afraid I was going to be taken by thosesame.