He’d been fascinated by the beautiful bard from the start – not only her sweet voice and pretty face, but also her certainty and faith, her self-a...surance and optimism even in the face of her apparent intimate familiarity with torture. It wasn’t surprising that he would be attracted to her – but he should also know better.He was a Howe. The son of the worst monster Ferelden had seen since King Meghren. His family name and honour were destroyed, and any personal regard the few nobles on speaking. Rasika laughing like a slut raised her own petticoat to her waist showing her naked white thighs and buttocks to her boss. He pulled at her bra strap and made her take it off too.Her breasts firm and supple were heaving with passion and her nipples were erect.Mohan’s hands went inside her petticoat and came out with her lacy pink panties.He threw it aside and trhen slept on top of her.They were kissing madly. I knew rasika was due to get married and her parents were looking for a boy for her so. " Tara flipped over onto the bed, opened her legs,and welcomed me into her. She was hot and wet as I entered her cunt. Immediately, her hips once again came off the bed, but this time her legs clamped around my waist. Our bodies began a savage rhythmic movement. Both of us were using some of the foulest language known to mankind. It was pure lust and sex. I lost track of time and had no idea how long that we went at it. The feeling that the end was near had entered our bodies. I could feel her. Long blonde hair d****d over the back of her pink V-neck shirt, the fabric stretching over her hourglass figure. Mom's firm DD tits jutted out from her body. A short blue jean skirt hugged her round ass. Her long, tan legs supported her 5'6" build. She had the body of a swimsuit model and worked hard to maintain it. It wasn't until around my second year of high school that I noticed I how attractive Mom is. I knew all my friends talked about her behind my back, but it didn't bother me. I.