She moved closer to the table where the necklace was lying. “I’ll also bring you other rewards.” she insisted.“We have enough silver,” repli...d one dwarf.“And we have enough gold,” said another.Freyja gazed at the necklace. She felt a great longing for it, a painful hunger.She asked “What price will you accept then? What do you want?”Alfrigg and Dvalin and Berling and Grerr huddled in one corner of the forge. They whispered and murmured and nodded.“What is your price?” asked the goddess. The sting kept growing and re-echoing even after I realized he had stopped. He patted my ass softly and told me to get up. I stood up on shaky legs and as he opened his arms, I crawled on his lap and hugged him. He had often told me that he thought of me like a daughter and today I felt that way, as well. I had a renewed desire to do well for him and to make him proud of me again. He stroked my back and “shhhed” in my ear. He smoothed my hair and rocked me back and forth until I got my breath. She closed her eyes while moaning louder but she still wanted it faster. I pulled it away from her, making her look up with a questioning look. Then I quickly set it to fast and rammed it in her. She moaned loud, throwing her head back and closing her legs around the vibrator. I turned it off after I felt her cum and threw the vibrator away as I lowered my head to her, once again sucking away at her juices, loving the taste it in my mouth. Please Joe, just fuck me. Make me cum harder than. I laugh with you and our embrace tightens, our caresses and kisses become more impassioned. We fall to our knees.My hands fall to my knees. My pencil has fallen and I cannot peck on the keyboard. I can't reach the pencil on the floor a foot and a half below me. I try. I try but I cannot. I try typing without the pencil, but without something to grasp, my fingers shake uncontrollably. Ashamed, I call for your help. You come in from the kitchen, tomato sauce on your apron, and pick up the pencil.