He found Beauchamp pacing the room; on perceiving him Beauchamp stopped. "Your arrival here, without waiting my visit at your house to-day, looks well... sir," said Albert. "Tell me, may I shake hands with you, saying, 'Beauchamp, acknowledge you have injured me, and retain my friendship, ' or must I simply propose to you a choice of arms?" Albert," said Beauchamp, with a look of sorrow which stupefied the young man, "let us first sit down and talk." Rather, sir, before we sit down, I must demand. I promise I’ll never forget again.” And with that she leaned back, sliding down the cabinet behind her until her shoulders, and then her head touched the floor, her legs sliding out from beneath her. He stepped back, uncertain of what she was doing, and watched as she placed her feet on the floor, wide apart, and raised her hips as high as she could, offering him her slap-reddened pussy. “Yours, Master,” she said, her voice strained from keeping her position. “Only yours.” Damn, how did she. His cry had transformed three people that night: his wife, Claudette, who became as sexually free and promiscuous as any porno starlet; Dr. Jocelyn Little, the attending physician who'd worked for nearly an hour trying to revive Sarah Renfro, and Samuel Michaelis, the girl's lover and drug dealer. Jocelyn had become Joshua and Samuel had turned into Samantha. In a very complicated series of events connected to Aaron Kendall's affair with Claudette, Grace discovered that Michaelis and Kendall. But once i do this…Once I take your innocence….you'll be ruined for any other man." She looked calmly into his face before pulling his head to hers and giving him another deep kiss. "I'm already ruined for any other man, Jon snow. I'm yours. Now take me.' She said as he kissed her fiercely with passion and quickly pushed and entered her pussy with his hard cock, tearing through her innocence.They broke the kiss as Jon and Sansa gave a cry of pleasure mixed with only slight pain from Sansa. Her.