I have to say, I was a pretty girl. 58. I had long, wavy red hair. My eyes were and are bright green. My frickles scatter all over my body. And I have... to agree with people when they say that my lips look delicious. Cant really explain it better than I have those lips and complimenting smile that just make you wanna kiss them. Just that erge to kiss as soon as you see them. Ive actually kissed most people I know. Guys and girls. My body is nice. Not like the models in magazines, but my boobs Bs,. Now she combined hip rolls, hip rocks, strokes and vaginal clamping in random actions that scraped Karl’s shaft and knob over her G-spot and every other spot in her rippled spongy passage. Karl watched her boobs oscillate in tempo. Karl placed his hands on her shoulders and pulled her upright. Olivia reached back and interlocked her hands behind Karl’s neck, anchoring her back to his chest. He reached around and palmed her warm, pliable breasts, lifting them even higher than her arched back had. There you are, alone, standing here. Your feet lightly spread, looking down at your feet, the flour on the floor, the dark red-brown tiles. Staff walk in and clears the breakfast table. You are completely ignored. Of course, it is very normal to do the household in a room where a naked woman is standing in this position, you think, more or less sarcastically. You start to sweat ...... ***** Teresa - I woke up the next morning and looked around. For a few moments I could not remember where I was. I spent a few seconds rethinking our conversation, trying to remember if I’d said anything to the man that I shouldn’t have. He had probably figured out that something was strange – I realised that much of what we’d discussed made little sense, now that I thought about it. An elf from the Alienage would likely be completely illiterate, never mind having read Genitivi’s histories. And he wasn’t as servile as the other city elves I’d met – I was so happy not to be seen as intimidating that I.