Feeling her lips run, slippery, back and forth in between mine was heaven. We rubbed together like this for what seemed like forever, moaning in ecsta...sy. She ground her hips in circles, tangling our inner lips in each other and soaking them in a pool of juices. "Oh yeah, ride my pussy," I told her. "I like your juice on my vagina" She said "I want your clit on my clit." She spread her lips to reveal her large, squishy clit again, and I spread mine to reveal my red button. She lowered herself. The Fighter's Law dictates that when two combatants are locked in combat, that the winner of the fight becomes the owner of the loser. Simple, easy, and clean. Just winners, losers, owners, and slaves. It's a wonder how something so simple fucked everything up so royally.The Fighter's Law was an edict declared by the God of Conquest, whether it was an act of contempt or one of shear boredom matters not anymore, to survive is the only option for the inhabitants of New Heartland.And now, the. Here I was with the crush of my life and we were dating. We both seemed to be crazy in love. She told me that she wasn’t that girl who just gave herself to anyone and that if I really loved her I would respect that. Of course I did despite many jeers I would face in the locker room by the team I didn’t care. I wanted Lauren to be my first and I was willing to wait no matter how long it took. The most sexual act that we did together was making out and fingering her tight pussy. I. “That’s a long story to be told at another time. But I assure you that it is true.”“Well, if it is then where have you been this whole time?”Right here.“She’s correct,” he answers. “I’ve been right here this whole time.”Wait a minute. He can hear me?“Of course I can. I’m a high wizard.”Were a high wizard.“Potatoes, tomatoes.”“Hold up,” the witch says, throwing her hands in the air. “This is all getting crazy. One thing at a time.”“As much as I would like to start at the beginning, I know how.