A mix of emotions rushing through her.“NO! You fuck off! Don’t you ever come near me, my brother or my house again! Don’t call me or text me! Yo... piece of shit! Touch me again and I’ll cut your little fucking dick off!!” I’m sure Brad is out of the house before Stacey finishes her screaming. There are more words of abuse thrown but they are just along the lines of “Fuck off!”I’m still standing in her room, holding my eye and ribs.“Stacey?!” I quietly call out to her. The taste of blood starting. But as I felt her small tongue probing my mouth, her eyes closed as she kissed me, I began to return the kiss in earnest, our mouths wrestling with one another in a quickly growing frenzy.Katherine slid her arms to my shoulders and I felt my own hands move automatically to her back, where I touched her now not as just a friend but as a lover. Her nipples hardened against my chest, though from the way she was kissing me I could tell it wasn't from arousal - more of a desire to be touched, to be. Eventually I couldn’t hold on and came in her mouth, in an incredible orgasm.I wanted to push the envelope a bit more and decided to request something that I knew would be kinky but that really turned me on.“Ok slave, now I want you to take that finger from my ass and bring it to your nose and smell it.”Sara looked weirdly at me but slowly took her finger out of my ass, looked at it (which luckily for her, looked cleanish), and brought it under her nose and took a few whiffs of it.“How does. The ship set out on the morning of their eleventh day on Iona, the Abbot and the monks coming down to the bay to wave them off. The captain headed almost due south for the coast of Ireland and told them that if the winds stayed favourable, they should make landfall in three of four days.The journey was a delight for Eoric and Gemma as they remained close together, sitting in the prow and exclaiming at the scenery the islands and the sea conjured up. They laughed at the antics of the birds that.