Getting home 'safely' from the mini-boss's lair in Goblin's Dungeon didnot mean getting home unvanquished. Or unfucked. She discovered itmeant getting...home unenslaved.They did win most of the battles. Which was good, because avoidingbattle was nearly impossible. Even though Aquarelle now had a Stealthrating of 16, the imp and the succubus were not stealthy.Nor were they interested in avoiding combat rapes.Ravishment.Whatever.Aquarelle/Noel felt everything the armor did. She also felt. We finally looked into one another’s eyes. She said she liked me. I asked her if she liked me or just the sex. She laughed. She said me and the sex. I told her she was great herself. It was humid and we should go to my place, or hers, next time. She said hers was fine, but this hotel was perfect for the very first time. We laughed and hugged and hugged and kissed and we wouldn’t let go of one another. “Can I eat you out again…for crazies?” I said. “I loved doing yours.” “Sure…now?” she asked. I. I was an average student in school and used to get very low marks. I was so depressed with my studies that I stopped coming to school for weeks. And one day, after our mid-year exams were done, my dad got a call from school about my marks and was asked to come to the school to meet my class teacher, Neha.My dad and I went to the school the next day and Neha told my dad that I had failed in all my subjects and I need to cope up in order to pass this year. Hearing this, my dad got upset and asked. The school has HD TVs now, new carpet, windows, paint and a dry erase board too. And look, we get comfy chairs to sit in, rather than the hard metal chairs our parents sat in twenty years ago," I spoke, pointing at them. "Although, it is the same room where your cock entered my mouth for the first time." "Monica, someone might hear you." "Look around; the teacher isn't here," I pointed out, making a 360-degree turn. "Besides, you're the one that first brought up our sexy memories," I reminded.