Willig und allzeit bereit, ihrem Mann – jedem beliebigen Mann – auf jede erdenkliche Art zur Verfügung zu stehen. Sie war nichts als eine Fotze. ...efäß für den männlichen Samen. Eine Gebärmaschine. Diese Erkenntnis, zusammen mit der Tatsache, dass Marc sich rücksichtslos an ihr befriedigte, sie brutal in ihre Maulfotze fickte, ließ sie vor unbändiger Lust erschauern. Marc spürte, dass Vanessa im Gegensatz zu ihrer Mutter keinen Widerstand leistete und stieß noch tiefer, noch brutaler zu. Doch je. Gina had always really loved the outdoors, and loved finding ways to have sex outside too. She was always fascinated with the stars and constellations, and relished lying naked under the stars with Ryan in the afterglow of joint orgasms, staring at the night sky. Her very favorite nights, however, were when the moon was full and shone its brightest light through the dark night air onto their gorgeous, glistening bodies.She was such a lovely, passionate, romantic lover, and with a tear in his. Either way, he had to get that potion back from Cyrilo before the others followed the trail.‘At least he doesn’t know Urandil’s real involvement, small blessing.’ “Fighting last night with a reveler. It was knocked out of my hand and I was forced to retreat. They probably have it now.”“Did you get a good look at them?”“No, they were disguised, just like the others.”“And your leg?”“A soldier’s lucky shot just a little while ago.”“One more thing. Last night, a member of my team was killed, throat. It could be thebriefest of touches, brushing an arm, a hug hello orgoodbye, standing close in the kitchen making tea…thecloser we stood or sat the more intense the feeling.Until one day after spending hours digging over thegarden in the rain, covered in mud we had the perfectexcuse to jump in the shower.We laughed standing in the kitchen like a pair ofdrowned rats, stripping down to our undies andshivering as the rain dripped from our hair down ourbacks and over our breasts..