”The harder poke in my back made me move. I walked slowly, thinking at the speed of light. This bastard was not going to get Kendi. It seemed that m... life for hers was a fair trade to me.My gait is kind of John Wayneish. My shoulders rock from side to side with each step. I don’t know how I did it, but as we passed the pool table I rocked to the left, pick up a ball in my left hand, rocked to the right and spun. My right hand swept his gun out of the way, with my left, bringing up the ball and. He began with my hair, running his fingers through it then traced the shape of my face rather like a blind man. At one point he bent to kiss my lips, not in wild passion but very softly. We seemed to be in no hurry and Aaron’s hands continued to explore my body almost as an act of reverence, as if I were some sort of holy place. He cupped both my breast, then leaned over to kiss my nipples. His eyes seemed to look deep into me as if he would penetrate my very soul. I reached out and took his. “Fuck you,” you screamed.“How badly do you want me to fuck you?” I asked in what I hoped was a mildly disinterested tone, even though I was dying to plunge my cock deep into your wet pussy.“Badly,” you moaned. “Stefano, please fuck my horny cunt.”“That is not begging,” I said. “Beg me to fuck you.”“Please Stefano,” you replied, breathless. “Please fuck me now. I will do anything you ask. Anything, ever. For the rest of my life. Just fuck me, please. I want to be fucked.”When you said “fucked” I. “All I ask in payment is that you allow me to ensure you are restored to your full natural abilities,” she said slyly. “Such a noble knight should be free to choose a mate and provide her with children.” Whether or not her voluptuous body and sensuous skills garnered his worship, her magic could guarantee it.Lancelot had lowered his pants and she licked her lips in anticipation as she administered the two preparations. At that very moment, Guinevere’s horse shied as she dismounted, sending her.