Suddenly, she became very aware of the rubbery appendage pulsating in her pussy. It felt good. It felt better than good. Her hips began to gyrate slow...y while her hands wrap the bed sheets tightly. The voice echoed in her head again, ‘She will be yours…’ and at the same time, an image of Natalie appeared in her mind. Sara opened her eyes wider, trying to have a better view of the woman she loved. Natalie came out the pool and walked straight to Sara, kissing her and wrapping her arms around. Although I didn't put up much with it since I surpassed her in height, she still did it from time to time. It was odd for her to take abuse from me without reciprocating or at least some vocal disapproval. And again, her behaviour and attitude towards me never changed.We would have the same talks, the same quarrels, the same meals with nothing out of the ordinary in her behaviour. She never mentioned it, never complained and never berated me. It's as if I didn't do a thing to her.From that. I then crawled into bed failing to notice the lump under the covers on the far side.I had just snuggled into my pillow and relaxed when suddenly a blinding light sprung forth from the lamp, on the other side of the bed. I turned and found myself looking up at a beautiful woman sitting up in bed and staring down at me.Both of us sprang from opposite sides of the bed in surprise and confronted one another, me in my boxer shorts and her in a very sexy silken chemise.I thought, oh no I've gotten. Daniel Craig was sexy – as usual – and this time I wasn't fooled into thinking the villain's sexy accomplice would be his love-interest. She gets killed of course, and then we meet the real love-interest: Vesper Lynd. And man, is she sexy! If Emma Watson / Hermione Granger is geek cat-nip, then Vesper is geek heroin. And not just geeks, guys in general! Heck, not just guys, either; I think I'd turn for her! She starts out bookish and sensible, then she's distant and vulnerable, and then she.