We lay in bed later, exhausted from our coupling, each in blacklacy nightgowns. She had helped me undress, and had handed me mynightgown in a silent g...esture of her acceptance of my femaleside. Finally she spoke, "do ... did you like to make love to mewhen you weren't dressed, Stephen? Or were you always thinkingabout being dressed as a woman when we were doing it?" "No, dear,I always loved making love with you, though I guess I didfantasize sometimes." "I'm still a little shocked by all. .. die.”Oh Vola, naive child. What mother would not consider suicide in her situation, even if given immortality? And, what would happen to Jack, if his mother was given a second chance at life, and threw it away?It was not a decision so easily rationalized.~~Beatrice~~“We want to capture her alive?”Jacob nodded as he walked around the cave, hands behind his back. The eye bandage covered his empty eye sockets, but Triss had gotten pretty good at figuring out where he was looking. Looking at the. First I fingered her ass and applied lube generously, fucking her hard in the pussy, but slowing down to play with her butt and work up to putting my dick up her backside. I looked again at her friend. How would she feel about me fucking her girl anally? Repulsed? Intrigued? Curious? Perhaps if I shifted just a bit she would be able to get a better view. When I looked this time I caught her red-handed. She was on her breast, apparently sneaking a tickle and pinch of her nipple under her white. His lips moved to the inside of her leg as he spread her generous thighs wide. He took a handful of berries, crushed them in his hands, and smeared her outer labia, inner thighs, and upper thighs in dark juice and berry pulp. Her cunt was a light pink contrast with the dark purple, and her sweet scent mixed with the berries was driving him into a frenzy, but he forced himself to take his time. He licked the inside of her thigh, his tongue spread wide and moving in long, slow strokes. She.