She kissed me. And again her kiss wasn't as good as Whitney’s but it I enjoyed it.I touched her tits. They looked just like mine only bigger. They w...re softer than they looked. She reached the edges of my top and I straightened my hands allowing her to remove it. We continued kissing the she unhooked my bra exposing my tits. They looked larger than they usually do.She sucked one of my tits while her hand played with the other. It felt great. She moved downward. She unbuttoned my jeans and. TV shows. Books. Even video games, comic books, and the fact that we played Dungeons & Dragons, which is how we met. It was back in college. My roommate and I were both part of a group that played. One week, a guy in the group said he was going to bring a friend to join the group. That Saturday night, he showed up with this gorgeous woman with dark blond hair, hazel eyes, and the cutest smile. ‘Guys, this is Jessica,’ he said. ‘She’s in my advanced lit class.’ We all said hello. Well, everyone. ‘I have no idea, to be honest. I just woke up a few minutes ago.’‘Oh. Okay then.’ She stood up. We both looked around together, but still saw nothing. We eventually sat down, at a fair distance of each other.You can say what you want about the situation we’re in, but the air felt really clean and fresh. I was thinking that we were probably somewhere in the more natural countries. Either way this couldn’t be in America or Europe. Maybe we were somewhere in the more natural parts of Great. Look at the transmission heat gauge–before it gets to the red line we could lose our engines. Meantime, let’s keep heading south.’ ‘Yes, Mistress.’ ‘Aye aye, Mistress.’ To Robin, to Jenny, the thought of Margarethe was home and safety, being a child and being safe. Margarethe sensed that, that she was their stay and comfort. She smiled for a tiny second, then stood to the wheel. It grew dark quickly. The inclinometer showed more roll, the pitching became heavier, Dread Sovereign now had to.