Buffy found her feelings of strength and wild power overwhelming. She hated Dru; but she wanted her, wanted her badly. The excitement built until ...he exploded. So this is what it's like to be a man, Buffy thought in wonder. I hate Dru, I feel no love, no understanding, no tenderness towards her at all, but I couldn't stop myself from having sex with her. Another thought of horror shook her. I am becoming more and more a man. 'Will I even start liking Monday night . "Vicky had been doing this too long to not notice the sudden glances between Carla and Kimberly. Unsurprisingly, she did not see any sense of alarm on Cindy."So, it would better to just not say anything?" Cindy asked."That depends. If you had something that could be corroborated by other evidence, or verified by other factors, you could anonymously send it to the investigators, with pointers to where the verification would be found. We had a couple of murders a few years ago that were like. 'God you're tight' as he gently slid his 3 fingers in to me and licked my clit and sucked on my lips. kept asking if it was ok, and I had to tell him to use 2 fingers and press up on my g-spot and suck my clit firmly... as he did, I started shaking, he carried on knowing he was hitting the spot and I came like fuck, holding his head as I pushed my hips up to his face. I squirted quite a lot as well, that surprised him... He asked if I was ok and I said 'yes, fuck me' so he got a condom and I. “Don’t bother! We have oil lamps already,” Yamila said.“Now I can’t say that Yamila is forgetful,” Nuala gibed.Inga gave her a peevish look.Selena beamed with delight. As they entered the hut, her eyes fell on the bed of moss and fern; it was bigger than the one she had seen in the cohabirem. There was no sign of the bamboo pillars and the ceiling looked unadorned. Above the bed, a shelf was engraved in the wall. It contained a neat pile of folded breechcloths, clean bowls, a pitcher, an oil.