What we want to know is what happened to your big talk of not wanting to bed your shield-maid and did you force her?" That's ridiculous!" he sputtered... "I would never..." Jarrah! That is unkind and untrue," Fobie said crossly. Looking up at Lavender she continued, "Nobody thinks you forced anyone. Not even Jarrah; she's just being nasty." Master Nilsen did not force himself on me," Lavender said, breaking her silence and placing a hand almost possessively on his shoulder. She had spoken out. It tasted like fire when it hit my lips. But the SECOND kiss… That was what clinched it. It was the kind of kiss you dream about your whole life, waiting for that one perfect moment, when you get to use it. The kind of kiss that changes you. “I love you, too,” she said. We fell onto the picnic blankets, savoring each ecstatic moment in each other’s arms until that tangerine sky was stained black. The cheers from the distant baseball game seemed, in some way, for us. The night air turned chilly,. I slowly came down and kissed her neck, I started to lick her neck sides. She was moaning. I then kissed her upper breast. She fondled her boobs and said to press them hard.I pressed her right boob and sucked her left nipple. She was moaning and enjoying. I said to lower her voice as her neighbor can hear her moans. She didn’t listen to me as she was enjoying more. I inserted 2 fingers in her pussy while playing with her boobs.She was at the peak of orgasm and she shivered like a fish out of. .. I knew it wasn't so, but I got those weak-in-the-knees feelings ... that anguish of betrayal and humiliation. But it was all mixed in with a sense of wild excitement. I fantasized about what she might be doing. The sensations were addictive. It's imagining the woman you love being intimate. It was an incredibly naughty act to think of Pricilla fucking someone else, especially a friend. The effect to my senses was a shock, like a hard drug. It's a sensual addiction that is hard to match; the.