I took my 10 min. break, and we went out back to have a smoke. At least a few hits anyway, as we spent about 8.5 min kissing in the back parking lot. ...e went back inside and I got her a drink. God, she looked so delicious in those Frankie B. Jeans. She had no bra on and I could see her Hershey Kiss nipples under her white Tee shirt. They were hard from the cold, and her skin was rippled with gooseflesh.She followed my gaze and asked in her little girl voice, "See anything you want?"I smiled as. "The colours in his eyes seemed to swirl around once more making them seem yellow one moment and black the next.His lips found hers again but this time they were hard and demanding, and Iris responded in kind as her arms wrapped themselves around his neck.His arms were like steel bands around her waist as he pulled her against him, moulding her body into his.She was losing herself to this man, losing all will to resist him, wanting him on such a basic level, that it would have terrified her,. The local heathen stayed far away from our entourage because my squires were skilled enough with the implements of warfare to give a good account when we were interfered with. Dear Agnes offered the heat of her battered young body to keep my fires burning in the chill of the night.An old man with the look of evil incarnate offered to minister to me and I allowed him to do so despite the warnings of dire outcomes by my senior squire Alfred. He applied a poultice with a decidedly foul odor and. I simply stare up to my father wanting him to kiss me again. He push my body against the door and I follow what he wants. His eyes feast on my young body and deep in me, I am praying that he will not have any second thoughts. His eyes rest on my crotch that is barely covered with the thin pink material and I know I am sopping wet. He looks surprise. “Do you want me that bad, Baby?” He asks as his fingers trace the wet material. I nod. “Why? Why me?” He asks. “Why not?” I answer. “This is.