"I... I'm in love with you," she says."Good," you say and slide a hand between her legs.Her legs go rigid instantly."Now Felicity," you say, and she f...rces herself to relax so that you may continue to explore her most private of areas.In spite of herself, a moan escapes her lips."Please don't!" she begs as you rub your finger across her clit.You smirk and stop, moving your hand back up to her mouth."No, no, no!" she begs."Lick it off," you command.Felicity pauses, clearly torn between obedience. "It's magnificent," I mumbled before evenconsciously deciding on that description.The hand that had undone her zipper set on top of my head. "Why don'tyou get a closer look?". I allowed her subtle pressure to force me to myknees, oh god, this was really about to happen.'She must shave,' the thought seemed strange but it was what came to mindas I stared at the first hard cock other than my own that I had everseen. There was not a single hair visible on her soft velvety skin, noton her balls,. ‘Oh, yes!’ they said simultaneously. Then Rick continued, ‘The only problem now is that I’ve started an even worse fire inside her that I may never be able to put out!’ Everyone chuckled when Dawn looked at Jon and asked, ‘Is arson considered a crime of passion? If so, you need to arrest this man for arson, Detective North!’ The chuckles got a little louder when Jon looked at Rick and said, ‘You chose the wrong profession, buddy…you should’ve been a fireman instead of a cop!’ Dawn said, ‘Yes,. But after all, in some ways I was still the little Irish tavern girl I had been so long ago. I had traveled East and West, North and South, far more than most people would ever dream of, but I still was Michael and Mary O'Brien's youngest daughter and I WAS a country bumpkin.Still, I was also going on two hundred and fifty years old and one thing that didn't impress me much was people. I turned and lifted an eyebrow."Was that a comment you were trying to make?" I inquired of the man I was now.