She passed me the torch, her eyes never leaving the spine of a huge tome three shelves up.With both hands she pulled the book off the shelf and dumped...it on its back on the nearest table. I could barely read the title from over my grandmother's shoulder, the dust too thick in the ridges the lettering made on the leather cover. Thankfully she blew at the dust, dispersing it enough to read:'Un Guide Pour La Survie: Veela'"Survie? Grandmere, pourquoi?" Because needs must my grandchild" when my. "I reply with, "I missed you too, Liz."Liz says, "Awwww you're so sweet."I say, "Shall we sit down, I'll get us some red wine." Yes please, the red wine gets me extra horny." Hell yea, me too."Liz sits down on the couch and removes her puffy coat. I go to the kitchen and grab the wine. I get two wine glasses from the cabinet and fill them up with some wine and ice. I walk back to the sofa in the living room where Liz is sitting. I start to say, "here is your glass, Liz."Liz says, "Thank you." I. “Coming in hot!” he yelled and ripped, causing her to wince again. Derrick tossed the applicator to the side and admired his work. “Just a question, is it supposed to look this angry?” Carrie managed to squeak a chuckle out through the pain.He slid his hand across her bare skin, “Poor baby.” His hand trailed from the sides to run along her slit. “Should I kiss it?” Pleasure replaced the pain in Carrie’s stomach as he guided a long finger inside of her. She rocked her hips against his hand,. " Inuzzled up to his chest and he nibbled my ear.Wow! One of the senior staff wanted to play with me. How cool wasthat?Hi other hand now joined the first, down the front of my knickers. Hefondled my balls and reached around to my boy-hole. I shuddered,deliciously.After five-or-six minutes of loving attention he lifted me up, bodily,peeled my knickers off, and lay me over the edge of the desk. He lostno time in removing his own shorts and underwear and lifted my legs toafford his cock.