They stand for a second in deadlock; both with an angered looked on their faces. A small smirk appears on his face. “Well, from the sounds of thin...s your organisational skills leave a lot to be desired, and I am the sort of man that likes to sort things for myself, so if you don’t mind,” and with that he turns and walks away from her, leaving her stood alone in the kitchens with a dazed look on her face. She is suddenly brought back to the present with the sound of smack coming from the room. "The voice - sweet as Heaven yet as devilsome as Hell - drifts through your unconsciousness, and you feel it moving into your head and banishing the darkness within."Yes, that's it..."Your eyes flicker open...You are floating in the air, with no visible restraints (Though your limbs are spread as wide apart as possible, and you cannot move them). The marble floor is perhaps 3 feet below you. Your eyes glance around the hall: a hugely high-roofed hall, forming into a dome far above. The room's. I chased her down the stairs and into the den, suprising her as I don't think she expected me to follow her all the way downstairs. Managing to reach and grab the tail of her T-shirt as it flapped behind her, I tugged hard, bringing her to an abrupt halt, then grabbed at her waist and started tickling. The whole scene was still unfolding with an air of innocence as she playfully fained resistance to my holding her."Gotcha!", I hollered out, laughing a bit out of breath from the chase, but still. It was also the root of the churning, horny folding and flutter from my rectum, up past my taint, swallowing my balls and coursing around my tumescence and fanning across my abdomen and into my chest. If I had been remotely conscious, I'd have worried that I was literally drooling and making audible grunting sounds to accompany the fantasy running full throttle ahead. I had been suffering unholy lust for this stud for weeks now, knowing to sit just behind him and to his left side in the.