“You have me horny beyond belief. I want to make love to you, now.” She smiled sweetly and told me, “Let me take the lead for now. Will you do a... I ask?” “I’m not about to say no!” “Okay. I presume that Alice is the only girl with whom you’ve been intimate. Correct?” “Uh… yes” I answered, hating to admit the truth. “So knowing Alice and her narcissism, I presume she has never done anything with you but let you fuck her in the missionary position. Tonight I want to show you what two people can. That is when he said, “Lovely, lovely, you are such a good girl Louise. You have such a sweet little twat. Now let me have a look at your cute little clit.” Men can be so crude with their words. He said my clit was the cutest little thing he had ever seen. Come to think of it I don’t think Tom has ever seen my clit. Well he has never said so and I haven’t ever seen it so I reckon Terry might be the only person in the world who has. “I don’t feel like a good girl, I feel like a very naughty girl. The smoke stung Silmaria’s eyes and punished her lungs. She tasted soot and burnt out wood and heat. The hint of roasting meat rising from the inn made her gorge rise. She pushed the sick feeling in the pit of her belly down along with all thoughts of death and carnage, from within the inn and without. She slung her bow back over her shoulders, pulled her short sword from her belt, and sprinted off around the inn yard and to the stables. There she crept along the stalls, as slow and cautious as. He reached to grasp his prick, and her hand went between them. He realized she was covering her pussy lips with her hand."Do you love me?" she asked."You know I do," he said, kissing her gently."You could make me pregnant," she said, astonishing him with the same thought he had had when he decided to mount her, and add his sperm to her father's. He wasn't actually TRYING to impregnate her, but the thought of Denise's belly swelling, had gotten him going. "Do you love me that much?" she.