. everyone you've maimed... everyone you've raped... All for money and personal satisfaction.You pressed the knife to your throat."I'm sorry."A bright...light flashes and everything in your shabby room - bed, clothes, desk, computers, everything - was thrown to the walls while you were held in place by a strong hand on your shoulder."Who - Who are you," you gasp, staring at the young man smiling down at you. "What's going on?!" Easy now, John," he said in a soothing, deep voice that instantly set. In her flat sandals, she was four inches shorter than I. About five-eight, I'd say. Her hips looked ripe and softly curved, exaggerated and enhanced by the narrowness of her waist. Her breasts were small, in fact nearly something not at all, her nipples just dark smears printed on her chest.I kissed her again, and then I let my tongue travel over her neck and on down. Her skin was all scented sandalwood; her soap I supposed. Its taste and fragrance made my mind spin. Though her upper body was. “What, ain’t you ever seen a dick before?”George finally blinks. “Yeah, sure I have,” he says eventually. “I’ve watched porn and have had orgies.”“Great, then you shouldn’t look so surprised when you see one,” the snotling says, half amusingly and half sarcastically.“Then why don’t you cover it up so I don’t have to look at it,” George suggests.“Hey, it’s not my fault that damn thing is so big and just likes to hang out,” the creature remarks. “And you need to start addressing me by my name. As. My wife doesn’t fit in today’s cannons of beauty, like Rinette or Hope. There’s just too much woman there to fit! And while I certainly enjoy looking, touching, licking and sucking Rinette’s lean curves or Hope’s remarkable breasts on an otherwise slim body, the sight of Nella’s full, generous and voluptuous curves always sets my body on fire. And now she made my heart skip a beat. All the while keeping her kiss with Eleanor very much alive, she leaned towards me and raised her thigh above my.