As a rule, Reed never touched the weapons of his foes. Nor anything else belonging to them for that matter.His head swam, he felt like he had just dow...ed a whole bottle of Ragwart and Hayseed in one setting, his mind filled with blasted images on mirrored surfaces, cracked and bleeding, screaming yet silent. His stomach lurched again and he lost his lunch near the side of the road. He was scarcely aware of the ant-sized Vomit-sprites issuing from his offering, such brief a existence they. Some women do the exaggerated hip swing with enough umph to knock down walls, or the stab-the-ground-with-your-feet walk. Other women do the mannish swagger, while others have the capabilities to do the infamous and graceful gliding walk that only one-in-one-thousand can do. But this woman, this beautiful creature that was getting closer and closer to me, walked the way my dream lady walked: a gently sway in her hips, inviting and delicate, while her feet totally cleared the ground, no. Brit and I ended up on the couch watching a movie tonight. It was obvious she was tired of talking about Brandon, and tired of even thinking about her family. As the lengthy film dragged on, the fatigue set in on Brit. I found myself pulling the throw off the back of the couch and covering her, wrapping my arm around her as she nestled herself against me. This girl has been cuddling against me all her life, but something about this time felt different, I’m not sure why. I sat like this dozing. Now Laura sucked her clit, gently at first, then more sharply. Cecilia's luscious body froze. Then convulsions gripped her, and a total helpless groan of pleasure tore its way out of her throat."Aunngghhh! Oh! Oh... yes! Ungghhmggnniieeee! Oh god oh Laura... auungghhh!" she cried out, coming in quick spasms.She was still panting and writhing in the aftershocks as Laura pulled the teddy up over her head. Laura kissed her neck and shoulders, filled her hands with Cecilia's perfect, hard, very.