I looked over at Anders."What happened? Why didn't you heal him?" Magebane," the mage croaked, gesturing to his bandaged shoulder. He looked completel... spent. "One of them got me, and must have coated his blade with it. I don't even have a scrap of mana." Solona swore and started pulling at the bandages, her aura flaring as she prepared to pour healing into him. "I'm fine, love. And you're not much of a healer. I never thought I'd say this, but it's lucky I spent so long in solitary on. At that time, I'd only had sex with one person...I was number 19 or 20 for her.Our relationship has had its share of ups and downs, just like anyone else, but the ups for us have always outweighed the downs.This will be the first in a series of stories that go through our sex life, in no particular order. Hope you enjoy them as much as we enjoyed living them!My wife, Jen, is brunette, 5'8", has amazing green eyes, 36C tits, and has curves in all the right spots. I am 6 feet, and have a 6 inch. Betty Mae came into the room to relieve me. She smiled at me, before sitting on the bed next to Mick.“How’s he doing?” She asked.“He needs to sleep. That is the one single thing that will help him the most,” I answered.“I saw how you shielded his body when he was shot. Thank you.”“Betty Mae, what’s the big deal? It would seem that he and Rory are just another pair of cocks to you and Raylene.”“Paul, I know you don’t understand. But I want you to know that I love Mick with all my heart. Raylene. We went to the bar got drinks and just looked around at everything and everyone around us. I could already see people looking at Ellie. Her tits are amazing and commanded attention, and she was getting it. As we made our way to other parts of the club, she began to realize exactly what kind of club this was. We walked down a hall with doors open and people engaged in all forms of sexual acts, from kissing to full blown orgies. Each room we passed had a different theme and some people were in.