I reached back to try to stop her from pushing it in further, and that made her MAD! She smacked my hand away and starting scolding me in her language... I felt so bad. Then she pulled my head back by my hair, which made me yelp, and she slapped me! It hurt!"I decide how this is used. Not you. You snooped in my things, now you see what I will do with you!" She pushed it in further like really fast and hard. I screamed! She smacked my butt hard!Oh yeah, in case you forgot, this was like one of. Three things struck me about her, her sparkly eyes, sexy looking lips ( cocksucking lips was my thought) and an impressive set of tits given her build. I did wonder if they were all hers or the product of a padded bra, an answer to which I found out the following week.Things were normal for the 1st week, with Abi staying in our spare room and helping with bits and pieces around the house. I got home from work to find a note from the girls saying they'd gone shopping and could I deal with the. ”The plateau. Chest-high to her now, maybe twenty Kellie-yards distant, it appeared suddenly menacing. Cocking her head to listen, she scanned the craggy, broken face for movement.“Be careful, Kellie,” Grove cautioned.“Careful is my middle name,” she muttered.Unevenly spaced openings in the cliff-face proved to be caves, many partially obscured by undergrowth growing from the rock. Kellie blinked as a tiny figure swathed in skins appeared at the mouth of one, advancing in a crouch. The dweller. Warned of their difficulties, it seemed likely that both Mumford and Flerrie wouldn't be arriving with the wagon or any oil, and perhaps not even arriving at all! There were lots of ways of getting in and out of the city after dark, once the gates were secured for the night, but most of them were for extreme measures only and the guild took a dim view on their use for unessential and non-critical situations, such as an overwhelming need for self-preservation. I didn't think Flerrie's writ-card,.