" Really," I said in a flat voice. I poked one of them out in the air and looked at it. "Good, huh?" Yes. Very good. Astonishing, as a matter of fact.... Most women's legs are too skinny. Yours aren't. Very nice, rounded thighs. I can see the muscle, but it's not enough to ruin the line. Calves the same. Swimmer's legs. Very nice." Well, thank you, I guess." May I touch?" Uhhh, sure."He touched my leg, all right. He moved so that he was facing this supposedly fascinating object, put one hand under. I wanted to fuck. I turned over onto my back and waited as they both stared at my naked body, and I at theirs. They both made their way forward. It would be Diogo who would do what he does and direct us all. He motioned to Pedro to lay down beside me. And as he did, Diogo grabbed my legs, pulled me toward the end of the bed, and then fiercely flipped my entire body over. As he grabbed my hips and thrust them against his cock, he bent over to once again breathe into my ear. “Why don’t we just. I am so relieved I did not make common cause with Pavea and start calling her by her old name! As if in confirmation, Neena says: "Vyerochka! We are taking this creature to the punishment room!"To which Pavea succinctly replies, "Go fuck yourself, bitch!"Now she has been restrained, it's an easy task for Neena to pass a thick leather belt around Pavea's waist and attach a chain to it. She drags her out of the cell and along the corridor. It's a familiar route for me. We enter the room and,. The way Faith was now straddling her and looking her up and down; Buffy now only half-dressed; had her throbbing, aching for release. Faith stared long and deep into Buffy's eyes.Then, she kissed her in the softest brush of lips. A kiss that showed her empathy, her apology, and mostly, her love.Pulling back and resting her forehead on Faith's, Buffy sighed. "I've always loved you, Faith. I was just afraid-" Shh," the brunette whispered. "It's all in the past now. This is here, this is right.