Not the daughterly love sort of crush totally, either. No, a naughty crush, a want him to grab me, tear off my clothes and fuck me and make me scream ...ype of crush... I must admit that it’s been a while for me too, since I had any sex. Mared was a great fuck when we first met. Not that he was my first. Oh, there’s been loads. Loads of loads. That’s something I got from daddy. The apex predator sex drive.I’m an alpha bitch... But, so far, I’ve been faithful to Mared. Heck, I even converted to. After admiring the view along the Axe Historique from the mighty superstructure of La Grande Arche we boarded the Metro from the business district at the start of rush hour. The carriage was packed full of commuters and we were jostled about for the first few stations, shoved this way and that as people pushed past in both directions. It was sweaty and unfresh and for the first time in the city I wished there was a nicer way to travel. Things settled down around Porte Maillot a few stations. .."He thrust the pole forward. The counters were shoved past the red line representing the borders of the occupied provinces and towards a prominent landmark." ... we will plow through this valley, meeting little resistance, and take this Noble Lord's palace. This will have the side-effect of securing a key north-south road and further isolate the north."The Emperor stared at the counter representing his precious legion. "And if you're wrong, Lord General?" Then we fall back. At no time will we. Though I was eying her curvaceous figure I felt bad after hearing her agony. While she was talking to me the aroma of the paan was coming out of her mouth was making me crazy. I was feeling like grabbing her and giving her a full blooded smooch and biting out some paan from her mouth. I believe that when a paan goes into a women’s mouth it becomes sweeter and tastier.While this interaction was happening we reached the outer of Berhampore Court station and fellow passengers started rearranging.