He bent her leg at the knee, gently holding it up to his side as he put her right foot on the bed, bending that knee as well. "This angle should help ... bit, ok sweetie?"She nodded again and he slowly pressed into her. He was right, it did relieve some of the pain. Granted, there was still pain, but it wasn't as bad. She relaxed a bit more."That's it, good girl."Her eyes fluttered a bit as he continued to slowly pump in and out. Ever so slowly he picked up speed. She shivered, her back begining. But the figure simply continued talking, just causing more confusion with every word. "So I should probably introduce myself first, I am the god of this world, just call me that when you need something." Now it must be obvious that this is not your world anymore right?" The figure waved a hand making the people down below look around to see a town looking a lot like towns back in the middle ages, and to their surprise they even noticed a few people with long pointed ears, closely resembling. Her lips released a sigh, that I hadn't even realized she had been holding, her body relaxing under my fingertips. My tongue pushed through worshiping lips, to trace across her peachy skin, tasting the salt spray of the ocean. Ghostly hand ran in a long stroke along her flank, enjoying the goose pickles that rose from my touch, lips and tongue still brushing the hallow above crest of her ass. The innocent seeming girl I held let out a shuddering groan and leaned back against me, her legs. . where should we begin?” he asked hypothetically. Amy was quick to begin the conversation. “What makes guys get all excited and get hard-ons?” she asked.“Well, several things really. Most guys your age are curious about girls and how their bodies are different than theirs. That’s why guys sometimes stare at you in school. They are trying to imagine what you look like . . . UNDER your clothes.“Mark does that to me all the time,” said Amy. “It’s like he wants to look under my blouse at my.