More... like more...” “Would you like more?” Snapping me out of my daydream, I found she was holding up the coffee pot, looking at me with a puz...led look on her face. I could feel my face burning. Embarrassed and feeling foolish I mumbled “What?” “Would you like more coffee?” she laughed holding the pot out toward me. “Where the hell were you just then?” she giggled as she refilled my cup. “I was just thinking of what I need to do before my flight leaves,” I lied. “I have to return the rental,. Being the only person who’d make his main living by hunting made me a sort of odd fish here but then, there was the fact that I knew some Guardians. Real Guardians - and I had been in a mission with the Guardians. Unlike the people in my old village the people here valued Guardians very highly and appreciated the work they were doing in keeping their surroundings safe. Safe from some of the scavengers and safe from something else. Having spent a year helping them seemed to have given me more of. But everyone thought I ought to fuck her, whatever size I am. And she’d been having periods for over a year after all ... and I wasn’t going to be impregnating her, just exciting all kinds of nerve endings.She was more excited than scared, as my cockhead landed on her labia. Of course her mother is no taller than her, and perhaps she’d been watching the action with this in mind?“OOOoooh,” she moaned as I pressed a little, and it started to open her, quite easily. I fed it in a millimetre at a. Yet, here she was just a couple of feet from her own body. She calmly examined her appearance for the first time from outside her body. She had always been a perfectionist. Every hair had to be in place before she would let anyone see her. That's why she got up two hours before everyone else each and every morning. She was very concerned that Alex's modified salad bowl hat had messed up her hair that she started to reach across to remove it and inspect the damage. Her hand stopped half way to.