“This must be fucking sugar cane.” Cutting off another piece, he put it into his mouth and bit down hard. Sweet exploded across receptors that had... not tasted anything of that nature for a time.Taking his larger knife from its sheath, he cut a dozen of the biggest canes, then cut them in half and bound the bundle with rawhide so he could take it in his case.“I need to do some reading, Boy. But even if I can’t figure out how to make sugar, this stuff is sure as hell good to chew on, and there’s a. Dammit, no." She started running towards Warren, who had already turned onto the side street and was almost at the house. "Warren, wait!" He turned, and waited as first Jessie and then Sophie caught up with him. "In the house," Jessie said. Warren gathered Betsy up and went in the house. "Give Betsy to Ellen," Jessie said. Warren, bemused, did so. "Now. Downstairs." Is everything all right?" Ellen asked."It will be," Jessie said as the three of them went downstairs. Once they got into the. The passion began to build as they kissed each other more and more. He slowly sat up and reached into his boot and pulled a knife out, he grabbed her bodice and cut through the cord. Tossing the knife to the side he grabbed both sides of the bodice and ripped it from around her body. She began to moan then as the lust and desire were beginning to pulse through her body. He began kneading her breasts, pulling her chemise down to find her breasts. His tongue began to circle her nipples, first on. Why you ask. I was changing the sheets on the bed when Ifound these pair of panties (pulls up a pair of panties). They are notmy panties. THEY BETTER DAMN WELL BE YOUR PANTIES!!! I know yourstupid lazy unemployed ass isn't cheating on me and entertaining otherlady's in our bed while I'm at work. Therefore these have to be yourpanties. I'm not sure how I feel about having a panty wearing boyfriend.Since they are yours, (puts both feet through one of the leg holes ofthe panties and slides the.