Abbey slapped her arse for the camera and she throbbed around her fingers, spreading her legs again. Her inner thighs were cool, the air chilling her ...uices, and she stroked them while she fingered herself. She licked her hand clean and moaning dramatically, smacking her lips. “I taste so good,” she told him, her thumb gently rubbing her clit causing her to moan a little more. “I do wish you could try me.” “I could eat you, right now,” Bill responded. That got her wetter still and Abbey frigged. In the midst of this horrible storm, someone knocked on the castle door and Edward himself went to answer it. When he opened the door, Edward’s eyes lit on a beautiful though bedraggled and thoroughly soaked and shaking maiden. Water ran down her hair and her clothes in streams. It flowed in through the heels of her shoes and out through the toes. Her clothes were so soaked that there was no clue as to how they had once looked but the way they clung to the womanly virtues of her body left. That was an intense orgasm. Thank you Robert, she whispered, kissing him lightly on the lips. She put her hand back on his shoulder and stroked his chest with her other hand. As she rubbed over him, she looked me as if asking can I? I motioned yes to her and she began stroking lower on his body. When she reached his cock, it was rock hard and trying to burst free from the cut-offs he was wearing. She moved her hand to his leg and eased it up until she was able to fish his cock out from the. In the medicine cabinet, there were six one-month containers of birth control pills that had not been used in almost exactly two years. I popped three of them out of their little foil holders and looked at them in my palm. I'd read that this was the equivalent of a "morning after" pill. I hesitated, thinking. If last night's episode did result in my being pregnant, would that mean I'd be able to see him later? Could I do that to him? Did I love him so much that I'd use that to hold him? Oh,.