It was the looks, from you to me to you to me and always longer than strictly necessary. Like a fish in a dish with your hook in my mouth, I took you ...ll the way in. You pierced me and you crawled inside, curled up with me like original sin. Now you sit in that chair and you just stare and stare, for where’s the harm in looking? Perhaps you’d like to dance, but will not chance to ask? I wonder and wonder, what can it be, that drew you like filings to magnetic me? Shall we take the floor, and. “What are you laughing at?” Eris asks, puzzled.“I have to agree with Cyra on one thing,” she answers.“And that’s what?”“You can be too soft,” Hera supplies. “If it were me, I’d say screw the ferals and renege on the whole dame thing. Hell, I’d just kill her myself.”“Soft or not, I’m not one to go back on my word,” Eris defends. “Just do as I ask, please.”“Keep the blood off your hands then,” Hera remarks.Eris flashes her friend daggers. “I love you to death, Hera, but I would suggest watching. .... shooting, wow, wow, feels so good the way you milk my cock, I love how you do that, We look deep into each other's eyes and spontaneously deep French kiss, I kiss your top lip, then full as our tongues probe each other and explore each other. Our arms holding each other tight as we grind our bodies against each other. I place my hands on your tight sexy butt and squeeze and massage, then I move my face down to your breasts and rub against them through the sweater, then return to kiss. .. I..." she stuttered, trying to think of something to say when Michael finally broke the kiss."Back in two shakes," Sheila said sweetly, smiling at the two of them as she disappeared up the stairs... "Michael, how could you?... in front of your wife?" I've told you, Sheila and I have a very special relationship." Yes... but... but..."He looked lovingly into her eyes, then his gaze fell to her neck."You're wearing the necklace," he said, smiling."After last night I didn't really have a choice..