I can nearly see everything you’ve got. And your knickers are fucking soaking wet, you little tart. If you’re reserved what the hell is she like...’ he pointed towards Steph. ‘Why don’t you look and see?’ Steph chimed in and, pulling her skirt up a couple of inches, she opened her legs a little to display the full charms of her neat pubes. The guy swallowed hard, as if not quite believing what he was seeing and was momentarily lost for words. ‘Do you like what you see?’ Steph said, idly. But, again, after all was said and done, she felt so fortunate to have experienced the night's over the top sex. And, a few days later, after she had reflected on this evening, she knew it was something that, "I probably shouldn't do again. But I couldn't rule it out."She arrived around 8:00 in the evening. It was raining out and rain always caused her to want to have sex. She loved making love, or fucking, when it was raining. She was particularly fond of fucking in the car as the rain pinged. But I climb out of bed and put on my robe. Following Nimrod out the door."You are a meanie," I shoot daggers at him with my eyes.He smiles and takes my hand. At the bath house when we have to divide, he kisses me with all the pent up longing that he is feeling."Go take your bath," he swats my butt and walks into the mens side.I still want to shoot daggers at him but he disappears before I can think of a good come back."Universe take that man," I snarl under my breath.He wants me to take a bath,. They were filled with lust berries. “Eat!”“Non, Vaha,” he growled, flicking his fingers in my direction, a sign of annoyance, so I had learned.I wasn’t to be dissuaded in my highly aroused state. I had become, over time, attracted to the cat-man. His physique would have drawn the eye of any woman, had he been human, and I, who cohabited regularly with a tentacle creature who read minds, was not in the least prudish about who I desired.“Then don’t eat. Non Shasht,” I laughed, throwing the.