”As the last word left his lips, Aran winked out of existence, and Smythe followed, back to his unconscious body.Smythe’s head lolled, his chin on... his chest as he came to, the room coming slowly into focus as his vision corrected itself. He was naked and roped to a chair in some sort of cellar or basement, with stone walls and pillars.The only light was coming from the torch being held by none other than kind-faced Berrigan Stallen, the Mayor of Ironshire.“Really, Henley,” Berrigan began, for. Between the two of them, they would rule this silly little world.There was a price to pay, however. Her willpower was subservient to the hormones the growing child elicited within her. Thoughts and needs fought within her and she found herself succumbing to whims instead of plans. As a result, she was more emotional, more ... sentimental.That, and of course the day. The anniversary.She closed her eyes and focused her thoughts, as much as she could. She had thought about just letting Hamlade. Her bed had a thick quilt for a spread and she pulled it back and folded it to the bottom of the bed.“Take your clothes off Billy. I want you in my bed ... we can do it this time.”“Honey, I don’t want you to hurt and make sore for days after we make love the first time.”“Please Billy, I need you inside me. We can do it, we were so close earlier.”She was taking her shorts and top off as she talked.I pulled my shirt and shorts off and we stood naked in her bedroom.“Suck my pussy and make me wet,. Five strokes of your clit, three caresses of your labia, one dip inside with your fingers, repeating over and over. The rate of your breathing and the speed of strokes increased, but your count stayed the same. And then at 10:25 pm, as if addicted to the exactness of your nightly indulgence, you reached with your right hand to the chair next to you and pulled to your wet slit, the soft, plush, light brown teddy bear that seemed a lifelong companion. Simultaneously, as if to cool the heat your.