She was bent over, already having dried off with the towel that she was now using on her dripping hair. Thinking that she was alone in the house, she ...ad not bothered to close the door, likely so that the mirror wouldn't steam over. I did the same thing when I was home alone. Roughly tousling the towel through her hair, she could not hear my quiet steps. My body stopped instinctively, and my gaze went right to her legs and rear end, both splendidly on display as she bent at the waist. I knew it. He walked past the library where Fireheart was seated in the largest, most comfortable chair, her eyes narrowed as she read a large tome that an ancient t’row had written about the Telling of Lord Winsom and the Queen of Ice.The Telling that was coming.Librarian just barely managed to keep a wriggling frown off his face as he continued forward.He came to the lower chambers. Isabella – the magician that the humans had been showering such attention on – was sitting at the large table that served. After a few more moments of kissing, grinding, and groping each other's butts, we separated and I opened my eyes.The girls were sitting there on the couch, their eyes as wide as saucers, Beth was massaging her breasts through her top and any had a hand in her pants.“Oh, my, god” Beth finally managed to say, “that was the fucking hottest thing I've ever seen.”She attacked Amy, her mouth all over her while her hand went under Amy's shirt massaging her boobs. Amy, who seemed equally “hot and. My breath came in ragged pants as she lay with her eyes shut for a long time.Eventually, I pulled my robe back around me and slid off the bed. Tears poured down my face while my lip bled drops on my hands and floor. I crawled away from the bed and leaned against the wall on the other side of the room, utterly disgusted at what I'd done. I wiped at my bloody lip to try and stop the bleeding, even as my fading passion and her lingering flavor contradicted any other emotion."I've wanted that my.