It was if we were stuck in time. We were both trying to catch our breaths from the intense wrestling. I had a handful of my sister's tit and was slowl... squeezing and releasing it. As quick as we stopped, was as quick as we started up our wrestling again.The entire time we rolled around, I never released my grip on Karen's tit. It felt incredible! It was heavy and firm. She made no attempt to pull my hand off her tit. Instead she gave me a little more area to grab. I took advantage of her. Using the fine sharpness of this lengthy protrusion it filed down the leather neck strap until either the nail gave way or the vile creature cramped from its position. With its four muscled arms secured with manacles to the floor, only the legs were free to move about. The Ith never gave up, and when the nail re-grew or the cramps subsided, the Ith returned to its labor.Upon the creature's capture, the priests swore to feed it and to nurture it, even against the evil for which the Ith was. He looked down and answered in such a quiet voice I may have imagined the answer entirely. "I want to know why you never let anyone take care of you." I was shocked and slightly pissed. Who was this guy to come and ask me a personal question like that? And then as suddenly as my anger came it went and with it. I realized he had a real interest in me and it was not just to fuck my round fleshy body.I guess it all came flooding out at once, but the basic gist was that I did not like to depend on. He might have no choice of being awake, but she certainly didn't have to be. He decided to arrange for some food for his companions.Hunting had been completely natural to Tiro'lar. The first time he had gone out to hunt for the tribe he had been right at the head of the party. He could feel where the prey hid like no other. He even could feel were the great naga hid. The hunt was very successful and he was praised by all gathered. The second hunt he went on they were attacked by the Kulghas, a.