Every sense seemed to be heightened and I was so fully aware of Jaren and his body and of my own, that it was surreal. It was amazing. In earnest I r...ached up top cup his firm backside, trying to push him deeper. His thrusts then became faster and more determined, as did mine, and he began to use his whole body to move, not just his hips, jostling my own body with power. Our breathing grew frantic as we climbed closer to our goal, filling the room with desperate gasps of increasing pleasure. I. She finally relented, reached into her pouch, and pulled out a set of frayed documents that looked hundreds of years old. She handed them to the guard, who paged through them with bored disinterest. “These papers were dated the fourth of summer season, fifteen-hundred-fifty-two since the last cycle,” the guard said looking up from the yellowed pages. “It is the thirty-sixth of spring season, twenty-one-thirty-nine.” “Yeah, I’m fucking old,” Tera grumbled, “are they still valid?” “They bare the. Carol added, “And we married them, too.”“Come on, Carol, be truthful. We both sampled the territory a little before finding guys who were keepers,” Cecile said.Sheepishly, Carol answered, “But we never brought them home.”“No, but we sure did sneak them into the dorm room often enough. So don’t be too critical,” Cecile admonished.“This is the deal,” Cecile started again, “Carol and I are not going to discuss this with your dads. And you guys are going to be more careful about fooling around when. ” The stick, having been worn down to the size of a crayon, finally crumbled in his hand. “I need the spoon.”“Hey, we already agreed, you can’t use the spoon.”“Just give me the damn spoon!”“Fuck you.” Roc turned to him, flashing his unblinking thousand-yard stare. “Oh please, I ain’t afraid of you.” Roc continued glaring. “You look like you need to take a shit.” The glaring intensified. “Fuck, fine, take it.” Foley tossed him the spoon and Roc went to work digging out the ground-up wood from.