"We started to have little arguments... over nothing. At first they'd just be small outbreaks that we'd end by making love. But they got worse as the ...onths passed. One night we finally had a huge argument. I accused him of raping me, of being a beast, an animal, the worst father in the world. He called me a slut, a little whore who'd stolen the memory of his wife from him. Who'd seduced him almost before mom was cold in her grave." I said I hated him." Oh baby," I consoled, then moved to lift. Or maybe I’ll get a hotel room. It was fun staying at Caroline’s.”“You want some alone time?”“That and a tradition chatting with Max. It’ll be easier with Caroline with her on speaker phone.”“Is that what you two were doing?” he quipped.“What do you think we were doing?” asked Caroline.“No comment.”“Just talking,” Caroline winked at him. He believed her. He didn’t get the wink. Until later.Logistics figured out, Freddy accompanying him, a train of cars headed south.“How’s Luke?” he asked her. This made it a very popular destination, especially now when no one in this world had figured out the mysteries of this world or cleared a dungeon, for that matter.My companion looked at the barmaid for some sort of signal and received a nod in response. The owner of the bar just pointed towards a direction in the bar and we made our way to the room which had been booked for us by the host of the evening.I couldn’t help but look at the barmaid and the owner once more. Human beings generated by. Ahhhhh!" So beautiful," I said, kissing my way downward. Her navel – a cute innie. My tongue ... Okay, that's good for uncontrollable giggles.Pubic mound. Firm. Warm. And the beginning of heaven in the form of a moist slit. Her pussy's lips were closed, hiding everything. My tongue started at the back and worked forward, not inside, just tracking the cleft. She quivered and spread her legs. It opened up like a blooming bud of a rose, pink, ever so moist...Her breath changed to pants and gasps..