.. than ... Oh, yes, fuck my asshole!”Ms. Rowbottom fucked me hard. She pounded my bowels, plunging to the hilt in my velvety depths. I gasped, sque...zing down around her girl-dick. My toes curled as my body trembled. The pleasure surged through my flesh.I whimpered and groaned. My head shook from side to side. My bowels clenched. The heat built and built. This incredible delight rippled through me. My head tossed back and forth, blonde hair dancing.Ms. Rowbottom pinched my nipples.“Oh, my. Unlike Cynthia, Macy was packing an impressive rack. A sweet pair of DDs. To an eighteen-year-old with my limited experience, they were the biggest things I’d ever seen. Again, Max’s uniform choice clearly emphasised these assets. Her top was low cut and her bra pushed her breasts up and out of her shirt. The supple brown mounds were so beautiful in the soft light. Her cleavage was a deep dark crevice that I was yearning to explore. “How can I help you?” she asked again in that cutesy. And you're the best cook among us, as far as I've seen! We just wondered why you would choose to be here when you could be at home, somewhere familiar and safe, with all your friends and family." I ... would rather not talk about it, guys. Please. Just know I'd rather be here with you than there. If I leave, it isn't on purpose." Leliana took my pack and stowed it back in Bodahn's cart, and we started walking again. Everyone seemed eager to hear what I'd been up to and what I brought with me. She had heard about the beautiful parks in this city but had never been in one before. Harold hated parks."Miss Alex. We need to talk." Can we walk, too? I love parks. There's no one here, not even the joggers. Please?"He nodded and they got out. Without asking him, she took his hand in hers. She heard him make a small choking sound and she knew. She had known last night. She had seen him in the room. He had watched her dance. She had seen him watching her, and knew. She felt it, too.They.