When I looked at Linda, I didn’t see a Rogue. I saw a kindred spirit. A woman whom I wanted to spend the remainder of my days with. I shared everyth...ng with her. She omitted the part about her being an active member of the Chthonian Pride and one of their super spies. She had been sent to take me out. I couldn’t figure out why. My sister Helen was the eldest among my father’s offspring. Someday, she would become the Chief of the Pride. The Alpha Female. She was a shoo-in, unless she screwed up.. She turned to the table beside the bed and took the metal cup filled with water and brought it to Garreth’s mouth. She gently cradled his head in her arm, as she brought the rim to his lips. They were dry and cracking from a lack of water and moisture to them. It had been three days and nights of a constant vigil, since pulling out the arrow and stemming the flow of blood, then the fever from an infection in the wound. Garreth tried to drink, but found his throat too dry to get the water past.. We stopped the car and parked in an out of the way area to talk and before I knew it my tongue was in her mouth. We kissed for nearly a half hour and I was rubbing her arms, hips, and legs. My wandering hands made my way under her blouse and bra touching her small round breasts (maybe 36a) and fondling her hard nipples of an inch sticking out. I opened her blouse and pulled her bra up as I groped and pulled on her hot nipples.After swapping spit some more, she snuggled and I was able to insert. Their past closeness made it seem natural and right. Didi pushed her mother's robe open to reveal voluptuous nude glory. The light brown pussy, heaving breasts, and slim taut body she knew so well had an exciting effect on Didi as she remembered their evenings together. Liz opened the terry robe, sighing at the sight of Didi's firm tits. My wonderful daughter, so beautiful, so sexy, she thought. Her hands kept running through the dark hair, then down to cushion her own full breasts against.