I thought to myself, what a prude. But, later I realised that this is how he was, very professional in whatever he does.Kritika asked him to wait whil... she changes. He sat on the bed and started preparing for the session. He drew the curtains and lit the candles. Then one by one he got several oil bottles out of his bag and very elegantly arranged it. He then put a new bedspread to save the bed from staining. I was swept off my feet with the elegance with which he was doing everything. Soon the. ” she grinned and went back to shovelling. She must have been hot as she had her shirt undone and thee could see her whatsits swinging as she shovelled.I got home after dark. Table was set. Tea was cold as always. Elsie was bloody miserable as always.“For half a bloody crown I’d send the lot of thee to workhouse,” I joked to lighten mood.“For half a crown I’d bloody go,” Elsie said moodily.“Mam our Dad offered five bob for me honour,” Lucy blurted out as she washed the coal dust off her while. I let my hands take in the curves of her body as I tongued her, letting my fingertips take their last snapshots of this body I had so often touched, and so often touched myself remembering. When she finally came, my shirt was drenched with her juices and my sweat. I glanced at the clock; thirty-five minutes had passed since I first kissed her neck. It felt good. I decided then and there that I was glad I lost the bet. For me, hearing her cum was my selfish gift to myself. And once I realized. Talk about secretly willing bodies.“Does she get hurt? By him, I mean?”“Not unless she incites the Dryth to hurt her,” he replies with a shake of his head. “Some Drahta incite the Dryth the entire time. They invite the pain. They need it. Some Drahta are less volatile. The pain they seek is harmless. But they all need strength and subjugation. Otherwise, the Dryth is not considered worthy by her.”Some Drahta aren’t naughty little fillies who try to run away from me. He takes a clear step toward.