"Yup," George said. "The one whom Henry VIII married when Christina kept turning him down!" The one who was so ugly that Henry wouldn't fuck her?" Han...nah asked - causing a middle-aged couple also in the gallery to look up, scandalised."Cruel, but apt. Yes, that one," George replied. "Hans Holbein was a touch too flattering in that portrait it is said. But Christina was every bit as beautiful as this picture suggests contemporary sources agree. And prettier still when not in heavy blacks."Hannah. That handsome face with that electric smile that could just look at me and make me melt. I briefly thought the girl had no choice against those odds.He kept talking, soft and low telling her that making love was suppose to be a beautiful thing. That he wanted to show her just how beautiful. His hand was caressing her arms up and down, rhythmically with the sound of his voice. She was hypnotized. So was I.I had rational thoughts, how could I let him do this to her, this couldn't be right. But. "But all my friends will get their first period, and Iwon't." You're worried that you'll feel left out," mum sighs, and I nod. "We'lltalk about this with Doctor Williamson on Friday, she should be able todo something. Obviously she can't magically cause you to have periods,but at the very least, we can talk about it. Now take off your dress!It's almost time for bed anyway." I smile and nod- mum is, of course,correct, and less than an hour later, I'm in my pink nightdress andtucked up in bed-. “So it's my turn, do you think you'll be able to last long now?” she was toying with him, and he loved it. “Try me!” he challenged her with. She looked at his hard dick and took a moment to calm her racing heart. She started by climbing on his body, firmly grabbing his head in the process and start to kiss him passionately. Her pussy sat on his dick and she rubbed it, forcing the head to brush against her clit. Through their furious kissing, they would moan together and at each other’s mercy..