", you say.I do and you move up on the bed. You plant your mouth right on mine kissing me hard and letting me taste my juices on your tongue.I reach d...wn and take your cock into my hand stroking you. I hear you groan loudly.I move and just push you down on the bed. It catches you off guard but I don't really care.I rip your shirt off and I start licking your chest running my tongue up and down.I lick down further until I reach your jeans.Once I reach them, I unbutton and unzip them with my. I got off the bed and gathered her wet clothes from the bathroom floor. Tossing her a robe, I pulled on my jeans and headed down to the laundry room to put her stuff in the drier. I then went into the kitchen to fix more hot chocolate, to warm us against the slight chill in the air. By the time it was done, I had notice the air was noticeably cooler. Walking to the hall, I noticed that in all the rush, I hadn't closed the door completely, and cold air was blowing in. I closed the door and. 'sooner rather than later I think !'....she smiled to herself knowingly.the next set or block of workshops looked all intense and purposes to be a black smiths and a row of stables. Metal on metal being beaten out on anvils, forges glowing bright and hot with the flames burning and sparks flying as strong men in leather aprons hammered and, steam billowed as hot metal was being quenched in water or getting ready to be tempered in oil, the acrid smell of the smoke the mens faces blackend their. "I like woman better," she said, smirking. Her tongue teased her lips again. She gave me a big smile and started bouncing up and down with glee, causing our hands to similarly bounce in my lap and further aggravate an already serious situation."Thank you, Sam! Oh, thank you! Did you see my panties?" She released my hands and lifted the hem of her skirt to show me the black frilly lace of her high-cut underwear. "I paid forty dollars for them at Frederick's. Feel." She grabbed my hand and placed.