"I want to try something a little more daring." Daring?" My father gave me an idea. He said if I killed the black dragon therewas a good chance I coul... choose my own husband. Perhaps one of mysuitors would help train me?" You're so funny, Princess." I'm not joking. I want to alter my dress to make sure my suitors can'ttake their eyes off of me. You see this dress I'm wearing? They nodded."What if we remove some of the layers underneath? Make the dress sleekand flowing." That would be. His nostrils flared and he pawed at the earth with one hoof. Standing beside him, Marion unbuttoned her shirt, and she took it off. Her bare tits thrust out, the nipples swollen and taut. She hesitated for a moment, then began to remove her riding britches, too. She knew how much cum that horse was capable of spilling, and she didn't want to get her clothing soaked.She also wanted the jism to squirt on her hot flesh, not her garments.Marion squirmed out of the jodhpurs, her hips wriggling and. Well at least as long as I can afford to pay you," I admitted."Sam had some thoughts on that. You want to hear them?" Royce asked."Sure why not, it looks like we are going to have a while," I replied."Your law license is not affected by this, at least not without a 'for cause' hearing. It's how all those ninety year old senile fools keep showing up in court. So until you do something to force a hearing, your practice is good to go. Understand?" Royce asked."As a brilliant man once said, losing. Anna craned her neck in pleasure as Johns lips clamped onto her skin and sucked eagerly, his tongue flickering across her wet neck. Shaky breath after shaky breath, Anna moaned for him and arched her hips towards him. Oh, John, she whimpered to his teeth nibbling at her ear. John smirked into her neck as her moans fed his lust. With skilled hands, Anna had worked Johns shirt off his back and was now scratching her nails down his skin, every now and then a hand working its way into his hair. Her.