She was like the bitch in heat. I took my chances and went to her boobs and started pressing it.Started slowly but took some courage and was now press...ing it hard. All I realized was this was a chance to live my fantasies. I stopped her in midway and held her hair with my hand and tore her top with my other hand. Then I started slapping her boobs one by one.Gradually I increased my pace and now I was smacking her boobs like there is no tomorrow. She instead of being resistive was offering her. They whispered words that are too intimate to be shared here (too much the private possession of two people who have stood the tests of their love.) As his hand began to play a little more rapidly with her clitoris and her moist pussy, and she took hold of his prick more tightly. He knew from years of experience that her breathing and moaning would tell him when, and the time soon arrived. On her back, she spread her legs and lifted her knees, ready to receive him. He positioned himself over. Hands moved down the side of her body, feeling her breasts, then her buttocks. She allowed herself a sigh of pleasure and pushed her arse out. But, of course, he did not start immediately. Instead he pushed his hand up her skirt, until his fingers entered her. Then he pushed harder. She gasped. This was bordering on too hard. He was moving his fingers but making no effort to stimulate her clitoris. She sighed with relief when he withdrew his hand. Gently he rolled her skirt up her legs and over. In addition to your Wizard's Staff, a three foot long rune-carved rod of a material that feels like wood but tougher than the toughest steel, can channel magical energy to reinforce your spells or extend to nearly seven feet, you have:An Alchemist's Pouch, a purple belt purse that can summon basic alchemy tools and even store and keep fresh vastly more that its apparent size in alchemical ingredients and potions. Not as good as a true laboratory, but you will put it to good use, whether to brew.