They had known of your mother’s gifts, and tried to abuse them before she ran to your father. They were hoping that you also had some gift that they... could also use, and to train you early to become their tool, but you proved to be more like your mother I’m glad to see. I know that you are gifted but I have yet to know what gift.’ Diarmuid sipped some of his tea, letting the story wash over me. ‘I never knew.’ Tears were playing at the corners of my eyes, ‘they only ever told me that he died. ” His blue eyes seemed like they were burning right into her as she could hardly resist being caught up gazing back. There was something about those bright blue eyes that Amanda found irresistible. The rest of him was good looked as well but it was those eyes that Amanda just could not stop gazing into. Something was defiantly eerie as despite the crashing noise of the music and the hundred or so people jammed into the place all trying to yell over the music and each others it seemed that Kent. Just strip naked and fuck on the carpet. We area too refined for that now. We use a bed. lolDonna12:36 AM (11 hours ago)to me haha ok we can call it refined, you would think with our extra paddingthe floor would be fine but that is one area I will say getting oldersucks. wished we had the knowledge and ideas we have today but thebodies and stamina we had back then. We would be "fucking Bunnies"Mark12:39 AM (11 hours ago)to Donna That's for sure. I do so love getting naked with you and pleasing. I switch breasts, loving the way you try to pull me closer to you. I reluctantly pull away from your breasts to claim your lips once again. My hands roaming from your breasts to your back scratching lightly as the go. The kisses are no more wanting, they are needing, urging. I scratch from your back to your hips, dipping my fingers into the waist band of your trousers teasingly. Moving from the front to the back never removing my fingers. I lower my head to your stomach, nibbling my way to your.