She draws her sword and waits. The knight climbs off his horse and draws his sword. “Foolish wench you will never beat me.” He says with a sneer a...s he swing his sword at her head. She crouches under the swing and stabs his chest. Her sword goes right through his armor as if it is paper. He gasps as he falls dead. His attendants run up and gather his body scared that now they will die. Byte simply walks back into her home.As she walks in to her home the blond smiles. “He wasn’t worthy my lady.”. I'm horny." You already have me," I grinned and turned my head to give her a quick kiss on the lips. "Besides you're always horny. Have I failed to mention that's one of your character traits I deeply admire and intend to fully acquaint myself with when the time is right?" But I want you now!" she whined and rubbed her face in my neck."And I want you now, yesterday and all the days before that," I sighed and pulled her over onto my lap. "I want you so bad it hurts but we both made a promise to. It is obvious that you are nervous. Do you want to go to the back field, where we can walk and have a private conversation, where nobody else can here?” I was trying to keep to questions to short answers until she was more comfortable. She nodded her head, yes, so I walked her to her locker, for her coat. Thankfully, my locker was near hers. As we walked, I compliment her and asked questions about her family and personal life. I made sure not to ask anything invasive. By the time we were. For what seems an eternity we gently explore, he stroking the wet cavity between my legs, inserting first one, then two, then three fingers into me, and pressing his knuckles against my clitoris. Our mouths haven’t parted for a second, and I am aware that I am moaning as I writhe against his hand and his body, my nipples aching for his teeth to nibble on them, and I suddenly realise that I might be hurting him with the pressure I am putting on his penis. Slowly we move our heads away from.