She had lips that were just large enough to draw attention and that seemed to be stuck on the edge of a smile: that tantalizing place that made Jake w...sh for something, anything, that might push them over into the real thing. Her face was too long and thin to be a Celtic face and too freckled and pixieish to be Nordic. It was somewhere in between and seemed to have captured the best features of both. Her breasts were medium sized and conical, topped with nipples the same color as her eyes and. “I’ve always wanted to fuck you, once I heard how much of a slut you were!” I grinned feeling very confident in my actions. Catherine responded by kissing me gently, with a light moan coming from her mouth.Catherine craftily slipped her tongue between my teeth, seeking my own tongue, slithering around like mating snakes. I moved my right hand onto her left breast, squeezing firmly then gently grazing my fingers across her erect nipple. My left hand moved onto he right breast as I felt her erect. At least my boyfriend had the decency to have them dry-cleaned so I could wear them immediately. I could feel the warmth radiating from my pussy and the material was already growing wet. It must have been thirty seconds before he noticed that I was staring directly at him.When he noticed that I was looking at him, his face became riddled with guilt. He glanced around, quickly; it seemed as if he were looking for an escape route. I smiled broadly, got up, and walked over to him, adding extra. ”“Maybe,” Teran interrupted insouciantly. She threw a naughty glance in Yren’s direction. “If she borrows her champion.”Bena frowned. “Teran,” she said warningly. For some reason Yren couldn’t understand, Bena turned to him. She studies him carefully for a moment, her eyes narrowing as she seemed to measure him. “Don’t confuse things. It’s not time.”Yren just shook his head. He had no idea what the two were talking about. It involved him somehow, but he knew better than to ask. In times like.