He loomed behind her. His arms wrapped around her waist, and began tugging her shirt over her head. “We don't need it anyway.” His hands caressed ...er skin, and pulled at her pants. She took the hint and quickly stripped down to the skin. He did the same. She turned away, and began walking down the hallway towards the bedroom, but he caught her before she made it very far. He pinned her against the wall with his body, and rubbed her inner thighs. His rough hand forced her legs apart, and he. That’s what you want, Beautiful. Not some thimble fingered eunuch of a disappointing mortal. Nothing but the best for my beauty.”“Wo nemfof fost nap gnik cufy m’ra et dnasre dnepsu sotesohy t’nap!” Zatanna screamed as she vaulted onto Buck’s giant penis.Zatanna wrapped her arms around the mighty Satyr’s neck and her booted legs around his waist and thrust down as fiercely as she could to impale herself as far as possible on that impossible organ.Her head snapped back, black tresses falling back. I have done co written tales that ran into hundreds of pages. It’s not for everyone. It’s not a one page stroke job. When the sex comes I can assure you there will be as much detail as what leads to it. Every graphic bit of it. I may have kinky little gimmicks thrown in that have not even crossed the most jaded minds. Think the most outright mockery of vows you can..... I’m not doing this for scores. I am doing it cause right now I have to write solo to fill an occasional creative need.. Her unbuttoned flannel shirt opened and I glanced at her t-shirt straining against her breasts and could see she wasn't wearing a bra.Carla knew where I was looking but didn't say a word.“You look pretty sexy. Do you ever wear a bra?”“I hate bras... only wear them when I'm at school or church. Does that bother you?” She smiled. “Oh, and the youth center,” she added and chuckled.“No, it doesn't bother me. I like that you don't. Is it your way of rebelling?”“I don't know. Maybe. Sometimes they.