I made him kiss it a lot when it hurt," she laughed."Is it okay like that or do you take it out for sex?" Oh, it's okay, Eric, let's just see what you... can do," and I pushed right into her. It felt so good, so warm and close and perfect.Then I began moving back and forth as I suddenly knew why people all over the world did this, people every second, fucking in every country, every city and town, fucking, fucking, fucking. Oh, man, my dick never felt better.I was rubbing and playing with her. Yet had I ever felt true love? I don’t know. I definitely thought I was in love on a few occasions, but that faded away over time.I love you. Three simple words. I have said them before; I have had them said to me; were they meant sincerely? I like to think so. Were they actually true deep down in their heart? Maybe.This is a love story. This is my love story. Is it a traditional love story? No. It is a complex, layered and sexually filled story. Will you think it is a true love story? That is. He could have asked her to die for him, and at this moment, she would. Her mind was reeling as her body reacted with intensity. Her sex was hot and flowing. He pressed his lips to hers and drank deep of her. She felt a thousand, tiny little shocks spark all over her skin. She felt dizzy and her heart was beating faster than seemed healthy. Then, like a roll of thunder, a loud crash destroyed the trance she was in, and brought her quickly, painfully down from her high. She didn’t want to leave. Iliafray stood up from the couch standing over her slave, who cowered back a bit projecting the air of a frightened rabbit, she was a good actress. “I think Sophia I should show you some of the advantages of really studying magic, “ with that she cast a spell and Sophia felt her muscles freeze locking her body in place and unable to move. While she was frozen in place Iliafray circled around behind her, and pulled her wrists together touching the bracelets together to lock them behind her. Then.