Pulling away, we were both breathing hard. ‘Jeanie, you’re hurt right now, I don’t want to take advantage of you.’ I tried to rationalize wit...h her, but to no avail. Her attack on my senses was ferocious and even I wasn’t made of stone. Before she knew what was happening, I pushed her to her back and climbed on top. I must admit I loved the view from both positions. Taking her lips in a hungry kiss, I tried to map out the interior of her mouth with the sole power of my tongue. My hands didn’t. An Elder-god of Corruption and his true name was Zuriel. He told him the statue wasn’t made of stone but made of his essence, his power and that as his son Zack has the potential to be the most powerful being in the multiverse all he needs to do is dissolve the Statue in boiling water to make a tea and ingest it. At that moment Zack woke up he sat up in his bed and looked at the small statue he noticed a slight shimmer. “what the hell” Zack uttered he went downstairs to get a cup of boiling. She doesn’t have a great, busty, curvy body, but good enough for anyone to give a second look. I never looked her as anybody apart from a good friend point of view till now. She has a loving husband, but not that loving in bed. He is someone who fucks for his pleasure and never cared for her pleasure and very selfish. Here how it all started.Once her husband had gone out of town on official work. As usual, I would always visit her in her place. I used to visit her even when the husband was. I told them all about my three week trip to the west coast, the ups and downs of that type of journey and then asked Sarah if she would tell me about herself. She went on to relate how, ever since eighth grade, the boys in her school had been pawing at her body, trying to squeeze her breasts, rubbing her bottom whenever they were behind her in the hallway, and generally acting as pigs whenever they could. As with Michelle, she had not been allowed to date until she was sixteen, but then was.