Raroen solemnly brought to a close the matter of his Martial art.He jumped to the cave's sky and transformed to his animalistic form.Not saying anythi...g anymore, Zax assimilated to his mind the true meaning in Raroen's words and waited patiently for the hundred meter green scales, purple mane dragon to appear."Hop on". Raroen's voice resonated in Zax's head....A streak of green light traversed the distance of just over one cave's length in the short span of time that it take to finish a cup of. Her skinny legs spread wide, the expression on her face seems to cry out “Fuck me. Fuck me here and now”. That’s one of the wonderful things about fantasy, you can make up any story as you go along. I have her saved on my toolbar so I can look at her anytime I need a bit of inspiration. My fingers begin traveling a little faster now. Pinching the head a little harder. But still using just my thumb and forefinger. My breathing gets a bit raspier and my balls are beginning to tense up closer to. " "I've known many subs. The ones they send me are agile far beyond the basic standards. I've had gymnasts under me, martial artists, swimmers, you name it." They all were excellent at yoga, that went without saying. "You have the grace of a dancer, the long muscle-tone of your legs suggest pilates training as well." "Impressive." She smiled, looking me up and down. "I noticed you run a pretty tight ship yourself." She winked over her shoulder as I held the door of the pneumolift. As she. Take....any more,” Stephanie muttered, totally spent. Alice relaxed her grip around the girl’s thigh, slid up her body and kissed the exhausted beauty. Stephanie barely responded and the pair lay still, hugging each other. I let out a sigh of mixed admiration and envy and tiptoed from the room, leaving the paddle on a bedside table. I soon returned with glasses of water. Alice and Stephanie were embracing and kissing, though without the urgency they’d felt before. They sensed my presence..