” She stuck her nose in the glass and inhaled deeply. She tilted it up and took a taste. “Won’t be tonight,” she said assuredly. “I don’t ...ntend to stop tonight.” I looked at the blond beauty on my sofa, her legs encased in the black stockings tucked neatly under her. The desire of my heart was to gather her in my arms and simply hold her until all the hurt had gone away. I wanted to let it all flow into me and out of her so that the pure beauty of her would simply explode, engulfing and. What was different about Emma, compared to most young girls, was her total fascination with the subject. She never stopped asking questions, and her imagination ran wild with thoughts about how people “did it”. Emma’s mother forbade any discussion on such a taboo subject, much to Emma’s frustration. She asked so many questions, her parents soon began to wonder what might be wrong with her. They determined to ship her off to school and have someone “make a lady out of her.” Emma’s only choice. Fitz rubbed against him while he fucked her ass. Lucifer had his balls resting on her chin while he throat-fucked her. When they were satisfied, Fitz asked Steph a question. “Have you seen ‘The Hunger Games', Steph?” “No, not all of them. I read the books though.” “There’s a character in the third film who has a great tattoo. I’ve been thinking it would complement the dragon I’m doing on your back.” “What is it? Tell me, Fitz. What is it?” “I’m not going to tell all, but it will end up covering. I was ready.Thursday and Friday I felt the doubts roaming through my mind. Was I doing this for the right reasons, or was I taking advantage of him? Would the girls in the club think I was a traitor to their cause if they found out? Was he bisexual, or was I? Would he be willing? I knew his equipment worked just fine, but I didn't want to force the issue. After all, no was no, for anyone, and conditions were even more strict for a friend.Saturday I helped Mom around the house, and late in the.