"I want you to take me, pleasure me the way I pleasured you, then it will be the best sex of your life."Brit smiled as she moved her ass to the bed an...d spread her legs.Monica did not hesitate and moved down between her lover's legs."Ahhh my god, yes finally, yes." Brit whimpered.Monica moved the hair out of her face and looked up."What do I do?" She asked smiling."Everything that comes naturally, trust me love, you're going to love this." YES LOVE AHHH YES!!" Brit screamed as she felt Monica's. ‘It feels strange but exciting. So yes that is better than before,’ I replied. ‘Good,’ he said with a peaceful expression, one that hadn’t changed at all. He looked as if he were totally in control. I suppose that he thought he was. It was like Max always said, the only real control they have is what we choose to give them. So who is really in control? I had to admit that it was exciting to give up control. I didn’t know to what extent I was willing to surrender control to Archer, but I was. Our imaginations often wandered to what she would look like naked. We would look at the girls in our stash of Playboys and imagine Celeste. Each of us had jacked off to these pictures while thinking of her. Most afternoons there were usually 3 or 4 of us heading home from whatever the day had offered and we had conspired about how we should take turns talking to Ray in order to distract him and offer the rest of us more opportunities to check out his wife. Often during these evening socials we. As Dany flew near Blackwater Bay, however, she saw three figures on a small, sandy isle scarcely worthy of the name. Knowing this to be someone in need of rescue, Dany descended toward the land and realized that one of the figures there was none other than Yara Greyjoy. The Queen or Lady of the Iron Islands, depending on what Jon Snow decided, Dany reminded herself, sat atop one of the men, riding him for obvious pleasure, her pale buttocks exposed to Dany as she enjoyed the man’s favors. The.