‘He said,’ Ragnar spoke, appearing from the right wiping the blood from his sword. ‘That you are going to jump like the coward you are.’ Exte...ding his sword like Bruni, Ragnar stalked the MacLean towards the edge of the cliff, the sheer drop onto the rocks below a terrifying end. ‘Is that her blood on your mouth Scot?’ Ragnar asked, smiling as the man began rubbing furiously at the blood he had drawn from her breast with his teeth as he backed up against the very edge, feeling the spray of the. Then he turned to my wife.“You will do anything that I say for the remainder of the night. Understand?”Reluctantly, my wife shook her head in defeat. With that, he told her to go put a dress on and begin to serve us dinner.When Lindsey returned she looked fantastic. She had her hair in a pony tail and had put on a sundress that clearly defined every curve on her body. I could tell that Bill’s dick was getting hard as she approached. She sat out dinner and we ate like normal. When Bill. "I've got about half a paragraph to go," Rachel said. "I'll be there."Beck smiled proudly. "My third grade daughter knows more about paragraphs and grammar than a lot of high school kids." Terri stepped against my thigh. Beck touched Terri's sassy blonde tresses. "This is part of the reason."Terri and I headed to the apartment. "What manner of alchemy are we concocting today," the elf asked."You need to lay off Terry Pratchett for a while, munchkin," I said. "It's coloring your speech." And you. "you're in for a good night babe."i say to her."huh?" she replies."i said you're in for a good night,babe." i can't hear you,i think my hearing aid went dead again." I SAID!!,YOU'RE IN FOR A GOOD NIGHT!!BABE!!."yelling in the parking lot.i subdue myself,not wanting to ruin the mood.we make it into the hotel room.i rent only places of class.a beach shore painting on the wall,a picture tube on the dresser and a table for one in the corner.i sit her down on the bed.then excuse myself to get some.