He idly thought about getting into her pants but quickly dismissed it as being a dream that would never happen. He lowered his magazine slightly to vi...w her rear as she bent over. He so wanted to just grab it and squeeze it, feeling her flesh between his fingers.Chloe wore tight demin cutoff shorts that hugged her curvatious behind and a white tank top that barely seemed to be able to contain her bountiful breasts. Her long ravenous black hair was pulled back in a simple pony tail and fell to. I got the message and I made her lay down and started kissing laying on top of her And pressing her boobs then I started kissing and sucking her boobs she had her hand in hairs and pressing my face into her boobs her right boob was more sensitive than the other one, her nipples were already hard, I gave a lick at the centre of her chest while making eye contact she was looking down at me lustily I teased her nipples by gently pulling them she bit her lower lip with pleasure now she was reaching. "What is your name?" I asked."Kili, and since you killed my mate, I am now yours by our laws," she said.I looked at the girl, and I could tell she was a girl. She was around sixteen years of age. She had dishwater blond hair, and was about five feet tall. (I would learn she was four feet eleven and ninety pounds) She had nice size titties and the front of her dress was wet, which I assumed because she was breast-feeding her babies.Before I could answer, I heard the sound of babies crying and I. "I sheathed my blade and raised my hands, holding the girl's eyes, her blue eyes, her unblinking eyes. She was afraid but strangely calm despite the fact that this would-be rapist was holding her by one breast with a bloody, clawed hand. She was also startlingly beautiful."Get over there," the man said, voice shaking, blood dripping from his arm. He gestured with his bayonet, and the girl grimaced, elbowed him and twisted away, leaving him with a piece of her homespun dress as she screamed and.