I was once a Queen, loved by all till he invaded my tribe of warriors, men and women alike. He claims to love the fact that I fight no matter what th... odds are, and still I fight, no ones touched me in years, im still as virtuous as when he found me. Hes told me how much he loves my hour glass form, with a slender enough waist to make my breasts look twice as big as they naturally are, and plump-ish hips to give that look of pure perfection. I suppose that Dark God that has taken me has. Only the strength and courage of Albannach kept him afloat as he hung on to the big horse's mane as it surged powerfully out into the river.He was fortunate that the river was only a few hundred yards wide at this point and it wasn't long before Albannach was dragging him out on the other side, both of them now tired, wet and cold. Once he had recovered his breath Scott scrabbled around to pull up dry grass and used this to dry Albannach off as well as he could. They both limped forward into. I was very over excited at the whole scene myself.It was so sexy, seeing her there, still with her dress stockings and shoes on and a stranger making her dance to his tune, and the tune was being played with his fingers and tongue and she was uncontrollably spasming in pleasure as a result. He now wanted something reciprocal from her. She was to lay where she was, he was going to make himself the bar of a T. He was going to lie across her face and drive his stiff rod into her mouth. She didn’t. For now, at least." I lean in to kiss her luscious mouth, then whisper, "You can fuck me again when I'm done..." Sera's eyes seem to penetrate my soul. "Huh. You just let me worry about where and when we fuck." She lies back, cupping her breasts. I study her thoughtfully. "Remember when I first told you... about me and Mom?" "Do I ever!" she grins. "I also remember how nervous you were." I nod. "That's true. I've never told anyone that, you know. I was scared that you might, well, freak out..