She moved her hand to cover her bare midriff. “How did you know?” Her period hadn’t come last week, and it had always arrived like clockwork bef...ore.He slowly moved a little closer. “I just knew it! We have a connection, you and I. Allie, please come away with me ... you’re going to be the mother of my child, and I want to take care of you.”Strange feelings washed over her. “You ... you do? But what about Makayla?”He came closer, and she let her spear hang loosely from one hand,. Do I want more than…?” and knew this timewhen she had a wet crotch, it wouldn’t be from a male’sstuff soaking through her panty material, this would bethe fist ever such liquid to be so honored to coat herouter and inner sex.Suddenly Brian moved his hand and pulled Gretchen’shand from holding his manhood and fully chargingerection he was attempting to shove into her body. Herwill power to resist the boy’s attempt to penetrate hertook over and she moved her. We preferred to meet where we had all first met, in London, in the winter. He was Nassau, third son of Lucifer, King of Hell. And if all that sounded very grand, he was also impatient, idiosyncratic, childish, playful, seductive and often mischievous. He looked sideways at me with storm grey eyes as I put the tray down and waved my hand at it, the bottle filling each glass with a different drink. Mine was green."Are we agreed?" Nassau asked, his voice fluid and sultry."Indeed." Kieran. Amita lay on the bed naked; Maria was kissing her!I looked at Pranay."You can look at her," Pranay told me. "I don't think it will work unless you do."I rubbed my hands over my face and turned towards the bed. Amita was the prettiest Indian girl in the school, but it was not a qualification of her beauty as in 'she is pretty for an Indian girl'. Amita had the goods and then some!Maria noticed me looking and stretched Amita's arms over her head. Amita fell on the elegant side of female curves..