Our lives depend on it!"The young man kept pushing deeper into her already sore slit, and shemoaned loudly as their act grew more convincing. He was a...ready sotensely wound that every teasing touch from her felt like an electricshock through his body, and he feared he was about to cum already whenthere was a deafening crash. The door to the room was violently pushedopen and an orc man as wide as the door entered. He was dressed in thesavage armor of an orc grunt and held a large battleaxe in. "Yeah, it's somewhere in the attic," Karl informed him."Go and find it and wear it on Thursday," Brad instructed."OK. But it's going to raise questions if my Mom sees me leaving the house in a Halloween outfit in June," Karl informed his buddy."Then wait until you get to our house before you put it on. Now, I mean the whole costume complete with the wig, hat, and beard. Also, you can't wear anything underneath," Brad continued.Brad left a few minutes later and Karl headed to the attic as. He had gone over it and over it. He had put every sexual thought he had about her into this letter. Putting all his thoughts and desires down helped him decide how to move forward.He knew the letter contained mostly sexual impulses and confused feelings but it was the thing that was always there, the unspoken ‘thing’ between them when they talked and saw each other. Neither of them had dared to go that far, to ante up to what they knew each of them wanted. Their conversations were never long. To get that done will probably be worth the risk." Vivienne disconnected the phone. "You're staying here for the night but only if you spend it in my bed and not on the settee." You mean you want fucking again?" Only if you have enough condoms. Otherwise perhaps we could just cuddle and play. It would cause too many problems if I got pregnant." I have a couple more but perhaps I should introduce you to other games we can play." What like sucking and doing my bottom hole? I've read the stories.