“Is your body mine now, Jan?” he asked softly. “Take it. Take it.” She screamed out. “Is it mine, Jan?” “Take it. Take it,” she cri...ed out again. “I want to be taken. Take me. Use me.” Ben withdrew his fingers. Jan released his cock and spread her legs wider in readiness. Ben climbed between her thighs and reached down for her ankles to lift them into the air. “Grab your ankles, Jan,” he told her. “I want your legs as wide apart as possible so I can have a good look at my cunt.” Jan was. Scott joined him. Andrew pulled off his speedo, revealing a hairless cock, much like his swimmer legs. The water ran down his body smoothly.Scott glanced over without much care. It was pretty normal to shower naked to clean off all the chlorine. He just didn't always fully undress. Andrew had dreams about Scott. Ever since seventh grade when Scott invited him to watch him race for the first time he had fallen in love with Scott almost naked body. why else would he have joined the swim team with. "The Council is now assembled." He let his arms drop to his sides and stood facing them."For what reason do you call us together with no warning, no time for preparation?" a man asked sternly from among the fourteen. He was older than most, his beard and hair almost white and his face seamed with lines. "Who are these strangers you have brought before us? Is it they who pose such an urgent problem?" Your questions are to the point as always, Homarthe. These may be the ones whose coming has been. It made me think of the old saying: A woman marries a man hoping he will change and a man marries a woman hoping she won't change.Really makes you think ahead or reflect back on times when those arguments come up and one say's to the other "I want the person I fell in love with".Then when you look back, really look back objectively, you find that this is the person you married or even got into a committed relationship with then you chide yourself for not paying attention to all the warning.