..she held back. ‘Take your time’ I whispered. Slowly, bit my bit I could feel my cock head moving inside…back and forth she went, just fucking ...my cock head, getting used to it and starting to enjoy the sensations, the tingling, the stretching. She was moaning, gasping…her mouth was open, her eyes closed as she rocked. Her body was shaking slightly, the newness of it, the thrill of it and she had a sheen of sweat, sexual sweat as she allowed just a little more of my hard cock inside her. She. I don't know... something about him rubbed me the wrong way. After I met you and found out you were his better-half I went back to a few of the people I could remember who had warned me about him. I asked a few questions and they all admit that he has enjoyed more than a few women on the side. I don't know how they would know but at least two of them are very close with my family and are trustworthy."The doors opened and they walked through them."Listen. Can we talk about all of this over. " Not yet," Olivia admitted. "But Miss Rachele Capucci will. You see wehave plenty of formerly Danish people, but we lack Italiens fordiversity. So that is what you will be. You even get an adorable Italienaccent. Once you are done through our 'adjustment center'. She won't mindbeing a professional courtesan. In fact, she will love it." You want to make me a whore?" Please, Miss Capucci," Olivia chided her. "In the 'totalitarian societyyou will love' we don't judge. And believe me, once you are. I was saved from having to respond however, when Carl chose to come between my brother and I. "Didn't take you for a whiskey girl, Lyra!" He winked. "Uh, yeah. It's actually Lyla though." "Me and you should get together sometime. Maybe after school? You're in my English class right? You could come over and we could study." "Um, I don't really-" "Lyla doesn't need help in English," Matthew said shortly. Carl didn't even look at him. "We could do other things then, fun things." He grinned. I.