Something in her exulted in the inundationof masculinity. Her face was radiant, beaming with desire, and shescreamed in a little, delicate, high voice... "Oh!!!!! Yes!!!!!!"A coarse laugh erupted from the throat of the spasming woman beneathher. This was the best ever! This was perfect! Oh, the possibilities!Angie watched the transformation of Marcia that entire enchantedevening with delighted amazement. As Marcia's aunt remarked at alater time, her niece metamorphosed into the consummate flirt.. . er... um..." I was stammering, my mind not really on the paper in front of me."Is that a W... or a V honey?" he asked, his hand slipping to my ass.I wasn't really looking at the printed article. I was only aware of his warm hand as it ran over the contour of my butt. When I eventually looked toward him, there was a pleasurable smile on his face. I did nothing to stop him; I wasn't going to stop him... not this time. When he saw no resistance, his smile became a grin and he grew more and more. Eventually he can’t take it anymore and pulls my shirt up revealing both of my tits, and sucks at each of them in turn while playing with them and teasing them with his hand, making my pussy so so wet in the process. I run my hands up and down his back and thru his hair the whole time, as my body arches and twists, desparate to feel his cock deep inside of me. First though I pull him towards me so that his cock is right in my face. He slaps my cheek with it a couple of times before grabbing. Turning to face Bruno, she reached over her shoulder and drew the glittering blade. His eyes widened for a second, then he let out a grunt and a laugh. ‘Whuh’s that, wenchie? You going to clean me fingernails with that little twig?’ He raised his heavy iron, spiked mace and swung it at her head. Dara set her feet and with a two-handed grip attempted to parry his vicious strike. She knew she was no match for his brutish strength, but if she could just get inside his swing, she might be able to.