Mostly the only time we were apart was to go to the bathroom and now and again she'd suck on me while she peed. That excited the hell out of me. She'd...laugh when she was finished, almost embarrassed, but she'd do it again. We did everything. Then one morning I woke and I was alone. We'd been out the night before and smoked some when we got back. I slept pretty sound that night. She'd screwed me senseless too. Then I found a letter that changed my life again. "Dear Paul, I want you to know that. PAPPU: AHAHAHHAOHOHOHO MAST mazaa araha hai ahahhaha.Shela: kitna bada lund hai pehli bar itna bada dekh rahi hu wah.shela uske nipple ko pura gila kar chuki thi aur ab woh thoda niche ghuki aur pappu ka lund ko chumne lagi shela ke moo lagte hi pappu ka lund kadak ho gaya aur ab shela uske lund ke upar jib ghumane lagi jib se pappu ka lund ko chatne lagi aue ab woh uske lund ko apne tuk se pura gila kar diya aur lund ko moo me lene lagi gila hone se lund mast se shela ke moo me jane laga aur. ." Lydia said between her soft moans. "I... I want this... please, love me my Thane... Carthalo." Carthalo stood, and began to peel off his armor. Bits of leather, iron, and fur fell to the floor in succession revealing the dark, muscled physique of the Redguard swordsman. He untied his hair, the thick dreadlocked coils fell to his shoulders. Lydia's hand instinctively went between her legs, her fingers slid through the silky black bush that grew there and into the warm and wet walls of her. Oliver was always told that the sins of flesh were totally forbidden. And he never wanted to disappoint the Gray's they're so nice to him all these years. How would they react if the knew the dark secret he carried in his mind, the dreams or nightmares depending on how you look at it. His dream was always the same he would chase a small white girl rabbit down and pounce on her, ripping her yellow sun dress to shreds then he would start licking her face. Next it would be as if someone turned.