She was wrapped in a black velvet cloak that matched her raven-colored hair, and was perched on ludicrously thin, ludicrously high stiletto heels. Rox...’s disembodied voice proudly announced: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, I give you… The bellisima Beatrice!’ To Beatrice’s own surprise, Roxy pronounced her name correctly, Italian-style: Bee-ah-tree-cheh… The crowd leered and jeered and shouted lecherous come-ons. Beatrice stepped forward, teetering on those ludicrous heels but maintaining a grace and. "We kissed again, exploring each other and allowing our excitement to build even further. Then Kaylee pushed me back, forcing me to lie flat on the wooden floor."Eww, wet shirt, wet shirt!" I exclaimed and pulled a soggy T-shirt from beneath me, dropping it beneath the bench beside my head. "OK, now go easy on me, I don't want splinters in anything important!" Why do you think you're the one on the floor?" Kaylee knelt above me, her open sex hovering over my erect penis. "Time to pay the piper. She launched herself on to the bed and inspected my cock.She: It’s good that you are wet. I knew you would be thinking of me. Today, I am not going to bath or clean my asshole. You will lick away the sweat and grime of the day.As filthy as it sounded, bathing and cleaning the asshole makes it smell less appealing. The wondrous musky smell of feminine existence only flows from the hole that hasn’t been assaulted with soap and water for hours together.It was a particularly hot day too. If I had. “The ward on the armor looks dangerous,” she said. “I think you should leave it there. I don’t think the hammer will hurt you.”“It’s a maul,” he replied. “They’re useful for dealing with heavy armor, but I’ve never seen anyone actually use one before. Warhammers and pole weapons are more practical.”“Why would they layer so many enchantments on a weapon that’s not used very much? It looks as complicated as your sword.”“Maybe they were more common back then,” he said, grasping the long handle in.