He of course knows nothing about your presence here. He assumes I suppose that you were spirited out of his dungeons by the Dark Lord himself.” She ...aughed. Her mirthful and unmalicious tone reassured me.I saw up close now the deep chestnut of her eyes and a curled lock of hair that fell charmingly from her white coif and which she made no attempt to replace. Her eyes glimmered with wantonness. Our eyes locked briefly and she bit her robust pink lips.“Why would you tell me this? The last person. "Look, Tom, We're not here for your soul. You've heard of Merlin,sure?" Finn interjected, "You know, a wizard, a mage, an enchanter? Iwant you to think of me like that." Meri, having apparently regained her composure, added, "And I'm hisapprentice. Finn taught me everything I know about magic." But not everything I know," Finn said with a grin. "Anyhow, that'sbeside the point: like Merlin, every wizard worth his salt needs achampion to mentor." With our backing, your dreams can become real,". He would grab me by my ass with such authority, squeeze my boobs tight, go at it. I would feel his manhood getting hard against me and we would be kissing like crazy. He would bite my lip, give me hickeys on my neck and boobs which just drove me nuts.All in a matter of three mins and then we would have to head back to our respective work. I would be left wet, bruised by his lips and totally in a tizzy. Flushed, I would walk back to my office knowing that this man can do so much to me in three. The strength of your fingers as you turn my face towards you, so you can press your lips to mine in a soft joining. No rush, just peace.The casual stroke of a finger along the length of my neck sends a shiver racing down my spine, lifting goose bumps up and down the skin on my back. No sound emerges but I can feel you laugh, your shoulders shaking gently at the way my body reacts to the simplest of your touches. I can feel the smugness almost seeping from you. I know the kick you get out of.