He was talking to the boy who was now standing on the stairs behind him, while still looking down at me, 'You like that fuck, you fucking slag cunt', ...e continued, his vitriolic language emphasizing his dominance, taking me down a peg or two, just to show that under my veneer of upper class, he could fuck me in the most base manner and make me enjoy it, despite my airs and graces.'You see John, these upper class cunts don't get a good fuck, unless we do it', and as he stepped aside and let this. My body screamed for him to hurry. I tried to tell JR, but could only compose throaty groans and gasps. I felt his lips tugging at my tuft of pubic hair. As if connected to my lust, my bottom came up off the bed. I reached for JR's head, hoping to guide him where I needed him most, but he didn't allow me to direct what was going on.JR kissed and licked past my crotch, not making contact where I wanted him to, where I needed him to. His mouth traveled down my right leg, his tongue tasting me as. “No, I will be in here a bit longer, I’m sorry” Ms. Finch said, her voice audibly straining to hold back the moans and deep breaths that were a by product of her near orgasm. It’s ok, Ms. Finch. What are you doing in the librarian’s office? Oh, I just wanted to check the database to see if a book I had ordered had come-ohhh” she moaned as I slid a second finger into her hot pussy “ohh- in yet oooohh ok. Well I will come back in an hour or so, to clean up. I’ll see you later the door closed, and. Theblade's shape, length, and width matched the red velvet indentation inthe interior of the carrying case/box. Oliver had instructed Thomas inthe past on honing and shaping raw steel, and that was one of Thomas'sstrengths as a fledgling blacksmith. The blade measured exactly 6inches in length and was 1 ? inches wide. Thomas had beveled and moldedthe blade, before tempering it in the forge, making sure it was sharpand resilient to any outside force. He held the elaborate piece ofweaponry.