The pretty young girl begged, and I told her the tale.She laughed at the first half, completely disbelieved the middle, and then poked fun at me for t...e ending. She was young and cute, and I thoroughly enjoyed entertaining her for a time, so I didn't really care if she believed me or not. With any luck, I will meet her at a party someday, and she and I can write another chapter to the story.So, without further delay, here is that story. Believe it if you can, laugh if you don't, and I hope you. He jumped up and pushed me.“Stop that!” He ordered, “Keep off of my arse, I told you I am not queer.”“S s sorry” I stammered. “What do you want me too do?” I was incredibly confused“Exactly what you were.” he was gentler again, “Just leave my arse alone.”With a little trepidation I went back to work on his dick with my mouth. It was only moments before I was back into the swing of things, and Malcolm’s movements and groaning had my confidence up again. The realisation that I had lapped up a. ” I sat there just little scared and a little nervous and he said “Do you need to be naked like I am for this to work?” then he said “Don't disappoint your mother now.” I just asked him “She said she wanted you to do this?” and he said “Of course. I wouldn't have came and bothered you to do any of this if that wasn’t the case.” I was still thinking when he started to take off my top. I didn't really fight it as I thought my mom wanted for this to happen. Then he started to massage my chest and. There are no gentle kisses or slow caressing of cheeks. Biting and scratching are more usual. While humans do like bite or scratch marks after that, no human could survive this. In mere moments, evening dresses lay on ground. In rags, useless. Mark grabs Sif by her long hair and forces her to lean back her head. He then bites into her neck, swallowing “her” blood. Sif moans angrily and grabs his member in her hands, caressing it with her long, skilled fingers. Her long nails scratch into his.