“Thanks mom, I’ll be back tomorrow in the morning.” “You better be, at 10 o’clock you have to run me into town for some paint supplies. ...I want to be there when the store opens.” “You’d think by this time in your life you would have a driver’s license.” “Watch it mister!” I laughed, before running upstairs and throwing some clothes in a bag. After a few moments I came back down the stairs, told my mother goodbye, and stepped out into the cold air. My friend Zach only lived. Muscles unused and still tight felt torn by themale. She wanted to scream as tiny knives tore inside of her but thepure pleasure of it was too much. Not just the feeling of her mateinside of her but the position, giving herself up - feeling herself takenon hands and knees, as docile as her new namesake.With each motion, the pain faded. She found herself pushing back, ableto easily take more of her mate. Wanting more of him. She couldn't stopherself from gasping and moaning in pleasure. . ?The scent is beautiful huh? Lavender. I heard that Prince always wore asimilar perfume.?She seemed to enjoy brushing my hair.?Celone stepped out for an hour. Can you chill until she returns??I looked at her in the reflection still brushing my hair. She was tallerbeside me today and she was wearing a robe like her sister?s but herswas tightly closed.?I heard she was in her display mode earlier.??Humm, yeah, I guess that would describe it,? I said.?The nipple pins were a gift from an old lover.. I then put his legs over the chair arms and went to town licking at his hole. His head was back and he kept saying, 'fuck me, fuck me'. After a bit of fingering I gripped the base of my shaft and pressed my cock-head to his hole. It went in easier than I expected but it was hot and tight inside him.His use of internal muscles was amazing and I could have cum just staying still, but I started moving in him. Slamming in hard then pulling almost out. His head was back and hisbody shook with each.