After smoothing out my shirt,I brushed my hair, styling it more like some of the girls with shoulderlength hair without bangs, mainly parting my hair ...lightly off center fromthe middle but framing both sides of my face. Taking a last look in themirror, I kind of reminded myself a little of a really young darker hairedJennifer Aniston. If this is what I have to work with, not too bad, Iguess. With my suddenly changed new attractive hair style in contrastwith my old brushed back style and. .." Ron responded.Kim though for a moment. "I know that when I'm out saving the world some time, I might run into a villain who can capture me..." she whispered, " ... and rape me."The though hit Ron like a sucker punch in the belly! His eyes hardened. "I guess that's true! But I'll protect you! I promise!"Kim smiled and put her tiny hand on his chest. "Thanks. But don't make promises you may not be able to keep."She took a deep breath before continuing. "I've never really thought about it, but. His long double-edged sword was sheathed under his left thigh, its handle protruding where he could quickly put it into play if the need arose, its bejeweled haft sparkling in the sunlight.Still searching the surrounding forest from treetops to the wild tangle of heather that grew beneath, he found no cause for alarm and continued his laggardly pace toward his destination.The mare was coming from the north on the low road. She was every bit as well groomed and proud as any stallion that roamed. “Yeah…,” Mark replied.My wife smiled.He started fucking her tits harder and faster. Soon, that familiar moan of Mark’s filled the room as he placed both hands on her shoulders, squirting between my wife’s natural breasts. I watched as she was so in tuned to what was taken place between them both. Certainly a different approach she takes between her and I.She cupped her juggs then jacking him with her right hand, all the while moving her boobies over and all around Mark’s cock.Her tits were.