” She tells me, “Give me your cock.” She begs me, “Take me and fuck me hard.” It is as if she can see inside my mind. She knows what turns m... on. She is perfect, in every way in which I personally define perfection. She’s so perfect. Can someone so exactly mirroring my fantasies be real? She seems real and not real at the same time. Let's back up and start from the beginning. I’ll tell you about my first time with her, the first of many. I was shopping in some generic department store at the. I waited, listening and feeling, trying to determine if it was hostile or not. Near me I could hear only Alistair's soft breathing as he too meditated; further away I could hear talking and laughing, and was able to account for the whereabouts of Wynne, Leliana, Sten, Shale, Aedan, Prince, and Morrigan. Zevran then. I tensed, suddenly vaguely worried that while the assassin would develop respect and friendship with the rest of the group, that he saw me as a threat. I heard the softest whisper. His thrusting intensified and became more calculated, he was teasing her and himself. Deep hard strokes and rocking in circular rhythms followed purposeful successions of repeated forward thrusts, all the while she tried her damnedest not to break eye contact, but once in a while would slip in the bliss and he would tighten his grip on her hair forcing her to come back to him. As he continued to dry hump her with vigor he didnt realize his shorts had been working their way further and further. He stood up and opened the door out and thanked me too for giving him access to the sexiest lady he'd ever met there. We'd meet Tom again in later adventures. One of the other guys who had been watching over my shoulder asked if she'd like more and as I turned to look in the booth, she was already reaching for his hand to pull him in. This happened another 4 times and on the 5th time she was just overheating in the small booth and had to pull her dress up and come out into the hall. She thanked.