The amazing bit for me is that she’s still asleep and that’s from a woman who’s up at 6 and gone to work every day by 7, must be doing something... right.I can’t stop myself smelling her, she’s got her back to me so not many places I can get at – just where her arm pit starts – mmmmm, lovely – her gorgeous back – mmmmmm, slightly sweaty – she must have been on her back for most of the night – the start of her bum crease – mmmmmmmmmm, my favourite bit – my favourite smell, all sorts of gorgeous. We planned it and i honestly cant remember the first time but i will tell you the time we did it on the dinning table at my place. She came over and qanted sex we started fucking and passion took hold we were all over each other i was deep in her and she held me tight and told me she wanted me to fuck her in our special place, you see we had decided that for the time being i was the only on going to be able to fuck her there as it made it special as nobody else was going there. I slowly pulled. He leaned over and kissed me deeply, easing me down onto my back before beginning to fondle my breasts.His large, calloused hands squeezed my large tits, grazing my nipples before beginning to focus on them exclusively. His thumb rubbed back and forth over my left nipple as he kissed me, making me moan into his mouth. When he rolled it between his thumb and forefinger, I gasped, breaking the kiss. His mouth trailed down my neck until his tongue made contact with my sensitive peak and I groaned,. Centaurs! A worse fate could not have befallen a young girl than to have been captured by these half-human creatures. Imogen's message must have been sent with the centaurs' consent, for a witch in their control would have no chance to use magic but with their express permission. McGonnigal could imagine the centaurs laughing to themselves, allowing Imogen to send her naive message before the true conditions of her captivity were made plain to her. 'They will be bringing me back soon enough, '.