The nipple is brown and almost lost in the darkness of this dingy underworld of my own creation but I will not sully the scene with the presence of un...natural light. Her nipple is stiff and proud as my fingers twist and tease before pinching hard into flesh as she cries out and tries to escape. Ripe mounds of flesh lie beneath my grasping hands as I roughly control her movement by squeezing and pinching, pulling and tugging her body as she rolls across the wall, shackled hands gripping at. "I began to cry, my fears for the baby taking hold of me."Oh no, that can't be. You said you were on the pill." I was! I don't know how it happened!" Daddy, came to me hugging me close. "Hush, hush, it's okay." No it's not! It's your baby! What if..." Daddy stopped me. He brought his fingers to my lips and gave me a stern look."We aren't going to think about that. Now, you listen to me. I love you, and nothing's going to change that. You'll have this baby, and if something's wrong, then we'll. "Orboros" came quite quickly to him. In Greek mythology, he had learned, there is the form of a serpent in a circular shape, eating its own tail, Ouroboros. This signifies recreation, a constant renewal. Sir John felt this way about the horse as well as his relationship with the Prince. John had dropped the "u" from the original spelling, O’u’roboros on purpose....as a joke. The repetition of the sound “oh” reminded Sir John of their amorous times. The two stood there sharing a private. She grew hotter and more desperate for his pleasure, feeling her body pressed against the linen sheets and her pulse beating through her veins. With no warning, Freddie moved his tongue to her body, licking down her neck and lifting up her shirt. She shook uncontrollably and moaned loudly “uuuugh” as she felt his hot breath tingle on her stomach and ribs, then arching her body as he lifted her shirt up further and started flicking his tongue over her beautiful tits. He tasted her light sweat,.