Sometimes to build comfort I like to get nude, are you cool with that or is that against your religion or something?" asked Rory, attempting to put th... man in a tough spot."No no, wherever you are comfortable," replied Asam."Okay," said Rory, quickly taking her clothes off. The panties and bra were slow to come off, sticking to Rory's body before coming off as Asam lay facing up, his cock as hard as a rock with the shirt covering it."Yeah, that is not working," replied Rory, as she. With a nod and a wink he invited me in, and I went, not taking my eyes from his cock. Go ahead, he said, touch it," Mesmerized I took it from his hand, felt its warmth, felt the pulse of his heartbeat through its presence in my hand. It seemed the ideal weight, longer than mine and just a little thicker. He put his hand on my shoulder as I began to stroke it, "yeah, he whispered, that's it. I looked up into his face, he had a satisfied smile, gently he moved his hips in time with my. This story has no sex in it. It is story of lines being crossed, but the question is how far? Please share your likes and dislikes about this story. It will help me to become a better writer. As usual all comments are appreciated.Someone must think my head is a drum; they keep beating on it. I decide to open my eyes. Where am I? I look around and see that I am in my favorite recliner in my living room. That doesn't make sense because I don't live here anymore. A half full beer bottle is in my. Sorry lassie but yer time has come. He said drawing forth his blade. Rusalka suddenly overcame the fear of the Demon Lord. She knew a Demon Lord could spread the emotion like a scent from a flower and caught unaware it was very effective. But something inside her fought against it, reinforcing her will against it. Davy Jones reached up to bring his sword down upon her. Rusalka acted even more frightened, seemingly cowering before him. But just before his blade made contact her sword met his..