‘Giving you a kiss like you said I could. Don’t worry. The door is locked.’ And before you could protest, I placed my mouth against your lips an... forced my tongue through. I knew it wouldn’t be long before you caved and all it took was mere seconds. I could feel your hands guiding their way up my thighs and to my ass. You kissed me back with the same force as I was kissing you, darting your tongue against mine. But as soon as your hands gripped firmly to my bare naked ass, I felt your body. Of course I can’t. Getting your bag o’ cash stolen by goblins and you can’t pay for anything. But I don’t do anything desperate yet. I keep my sword sheathed and my eyes to the floor, embarrassed. I hear him sit down and scribble on some papers on his desk. “Now, as much as I’d like to be offering charity to every wandering girl who calls herself a warrior…” That stings, man. “I’m afraid you make some money or sleep in the streets.” I bite my lip and look up at him. He’s pretty handsome, I. "Please Daddy ~ fuck me," I begged wanting sooooo badly to feel his big cock pounding deep in my pussy again. Daddy pulled me up then hooked his arms under my knees picking me right up. With my arms around his neck he pushed me against the shower wall so the water hit us from the side, and worked his cock in my eager pussy. He had a hold of my ass as he began to fuck me with long powerful strokes as I just enjoyed the fuck. "Your big cock ..... feels sooooo good Daddy," I cried out as he. The Amazon's mentor, the journeyman carpenter told her about a community called Woodstock with a history of commune experiments during the previous century and artisans moving there recently to create various things such as textiles and pottery and carving and musical instruments and jewelry.We found it interesting and looked at clapboard houses to buy, large and well built, with significant acreage surrounding them. The community consisted mainly of refugees from the City like us. They were.