.” she begged, him, it was heart breaking as not only her but her eyes seemed to beg his affection. And who was he to say now, still rideing in the ...rgasm of before he was of only one thought, sex. He needed to fuck them, he wanted to fuck them. It was going to be a long night. Crawling towards the spread vixen before him he was far to cum drunk to function beyond humping at the air. Minerva coming behind him as she gripped and guided his shaft, giving it a few reassuring jerks before placing. I asked her to dance with me to which she said yes. Her hands were crossed behind my neck, her waist in my arms and our bodies close enough for me to feel her breath on my neck. She leaned in looking me in my eyes and without thinking twice, I planted a kiss on her lips. She responded back, but soon we came back into our senses and withdrew. She wanted to sit down but this time not opposite to each other, on the same side of the booth. We exchanged a few more kisses in the pub and a little. ”Why was he so impossibly nice?“I don’t care about you,” she said and as if to prove her point, she sat up abruptly.But she cared. She cared so much, her stomach twisted at the thought of walking out. Everything burned. Her body ached from overuse but it was the sweetest, tightest pain possible. If he wanted to fuck her again, she wouldn’t say no. She knew it even as the marks he’d made on her hummed with a steady pressure. It would hurt more to walk away. She wasn’t even sure she could walk. She became happy for this. Asked her to sit for breakfast, she was hesitating but in my second request, she accompanied me.Suddenly of her own she stated me that I was correct. She applied lice oil last night and on today morning while she was combing her hair, some lice came out. I told her “ok fine, now after breakfast go and have your bath.” she agreed, but said it will take a bit of time because firstly she has to shampoo then normal bathing. As her hair is long so it will be difficult for.