"It's okay, Abbs. Really. He's someplace where he doesn't hurt and he can watch over you." Gibbs," she whispered and turned into his chest. His arms c...me around her."I know, Abbs. I know. But you need to be strong now. We're all going to need those smiles in the coming days. You hear me?" He kissed her forehead and tugged on one of her pigtails. Despite the occasion, she'd put her hair up in that cute style.Tony came up beside her, putting a hand on her shoulder and Jethro stepped back,. Brienne did as she was told, pushing her boobs against the dick, stimulating it further. She was hypnotized by the purple-headed beast. A glisten of pre-cum almost made her heart stop.“Kiss it!” came the command, “Kiss the cock that owns you!”With nervous trepidation Brienne leaned her head forward as much as she was able. On the shaft’s next push towards her pink tongue shot out and she licked it.“Urghhh!” she exclaimed as the sickening salty taste hit her.Narfath gave a roar of laughter.Then. Her hair is the color of honey (every shade from nearly white to golden brown) and reaches half way down her back (it's a great source of vanity, I assure you). She has blue eyes (well, nearly gray), high cheekbones and a long neck. She is half-Finnish. She is quite tall, 1,77 meters, and more curvaceous than fashion allows, with very wide hips, a large bust and a waist that people comment on. The nicest feature of her legs is that they're very long- other than that she doesn't much care for. Her eyes looked gold more than brown. If she had make-up on, it was either done to perfection or she had the smoothest skin I had ever seen. I already mentioned her height, she was barefoot and towered over me by six or seven inches. I usually considered myself somewhat tall at five-foot-seven, well except for that plane trip that found me sitting amongst a Women’s National Basketball Association (WNBA) team. She wasn’t a basketball player, she was closer to looking like one of the American.