They taste the same as my face does in the sunlight, she stated.I bolted upright and stuck my tongue on her cheek just to see.She pushed me back down ...gain, laughing.She peered down at me, her eyes moving to the spot between my legs.Is it true what the dwarves say about the juices between your legs. That it tastes like honey? she asked.And do you believe dwarves? I asked back. Her face was pained and hurt. There has always been a hatred between those two races.Sorry, I said. I didn’t mean to. She parked around the corner from the bar, I live at Marshall Hall on Marshall street a few blocks away.”i don't wanna go home yet” she says."you ain't going home" i said as gave her ass a pat and a firm squeeze. we walked over to my place and got on the elevator,she turned to me and started kissing me I pushed her against the wall and tugged at her panties. We got off on my floor and rushed over to my apartment.Soon as I closed that door we began kissing and I reached under her dress and. '' Layla said as she took another mouthful of wine. My Mom's facial reaction was enough to stop bullets. Layla suddenly stopped, it was as though she had revealed a secret and not realised it. She looked over at me and swallowed the mouthful.''Sorry Doc, I didn't mean for it to come out like that.'' she told me as Mom shook her head in disbelief.I decided that I had better play along, ''What, you're seeing someone Mom?'' I asked. Her panicked eyes shot to me, she didn't want to have a. “Maybe I should let her fuck you and claw you up as payment.”“Whatever you think is best, my Queen,” I howled.She kept pulling off the clothes pegs, working around my tits. The pain had me swimming in rapture. Pleasure and agony were so closely related. They bled from one to the other. My orgasm swelled in the depths of my cunt. I wanted to explode.But I didn’t have permission. Yet.She kept ripping, throwing them to the floor as she pounded me. The dildo thrust so deep into me. She fucked me so.