Just need the bathroom.”“OK, great, use the one off the master bedroom.”The bathroom was well furnished with tasteful muted colours and excellen... towels. She even saw two new toothbrushes and toothpaste on the shelf above the basin and wondered if Ricky had placed them there. She sat on the toilet then reached over to turn on the hot and cold taps. The fart that seemed to have been moving around her intestine finally decided to greet the evening and she was pleased that it escaped and relieved. Her hair was every which way, but like a photographer was trying to capture a false candid picture. Her eye makeup was muted but still perfect. Her lips had a bit of a shine as she frowned. She had bought a new bra at least. That was apparent. She hadn’t been supported much the last few days.Yeah, I freaked out but I don’t get girl time often, so I was a bit crazy yesterday, I wanna say Sorry too, but I’m just a little possessive and I’m having a bit of trouble really saying what I mean, you. She was moaning and running her fingers through my hair. I ate for a while and then pulled back to admire her used pussy. A small seep of juice was leaking from the bottom of her now widened gash. I lovingly leaned in and licked it up. I resumed my fine dining until she pushed me away and suggested that we resume this at home. With reluctance, I helped her up and into her dress. She left in her car and I cleaned up the office. I put the bottles away, placed up the table and desk and put the. All he knew was that he'd grown up on the stories of humans out there, and he wanted to go and see what all the fuss was about. Besides, as everyone also knows, trolls have monsterous sex drives, and Grendel was tired of making do with his hands. He'd always thought his name sake had been a bit odd anyways: Going into a human castle and stealing the MEN? No wonder he'd come to a bad end. Grendel was a fine specimen of a young troll, about 7 and a half feet tall, with arms that reached from his.