Angie was a bombshell, with fiery, red hair and an attitude to match. She has been in your class since the second grade and you have a long history of...staring at her from afar only to look away when she turns. She didn't have the biggest breasts, B-cup you guessed, but her total body factor was what attracted you. Her stomach was tight after years of soccer, you were pretty sure she had abs. Her ass was what you'd imagine heaven to be, round perfection. It was like a perfect sphere, starting at. The thrill we both felt when letting ourselves go. The trust we possessed. I looked straight into his eyes. Humiliation washed over me, a special kind of gravitation not allowing me to look away from this luscious man, as he used my asshole. "I hope you never go against my orders again, girl. You'll never touch yourself without your Sir's permission again, will you?" He pounded into me harder, and I was in heaven, unable to focus on anything but the look of sheer control in his eyes. I shook my. How would Frank deal with her husband returning after a long businesstrip? He would certainly be expecting a "warm" reception from hiswife. Most men would quickly explore a willing female body. If theywere driving the body, it would be a willing body. What would happen ifFrank was pleasuring Sylvia's body when her husband returned? I had notplanned this part of it, but it worked so well. If the spell didn't work none of it mattered. I didn't know how thedistance Sylvia was from Frank would. ‘The rocks that bed the floor of that stream would have cleft her skull.’ ‘Then double thanks,’ Lura said, reaching to kiss his cheek, ‘for saving my life.’ ‘No thanks are necessary,’ Hammer said. ‘Anything for a friend.’ The grin on his face was borne of friendship, not lust or the prospect of payment for a good deed. ‘Come, it is nigh time we approach the walls of Everlund. Surely our comrades stir now.’ A brief pout graced the dark lips of the drow bard, but she quickly covered it with a.