Bob sat for a long time watching the fire through the glass of the wood stove. He had been afraid, when he bought the wood stove, that it wouldn't be ...big enough. It kept the cabin as warm as if the cabin had central heating. He fixed himself a stiff whiskey and water and sat in the semi-darkness sipping the burning liquid. God, he wished that he hadn't asked Ann the question! He felt like a fool for prying into something that was painful to her. He finished his drink and leaned his head back to. I didnt know if it was the holding back or the pushing in. Keep rubbing your clit. I did, my fingers a sweet distraction from the hot throbbing steel rod pressing into my behind. Oh please, please, please, please, please. I was begging him, and I didnt even know what for. Some sort of release? Just a little more, he whispered and I felt a slight pop as my ass opened to accept the entire head of his cock. Ahhhh god! I was shaking, my face flushed. No more, I cant! That was the hardest part. His. At the time Chrissy was about five foot three inches tall, chestnut coloured shoulder length hair, dark brown, almost black eyes, and a nice slender athletic body, that was just beginning to form into the stunning woman she would become. Her breasts were barely buds pushing out the front of her tops with a hint of what could be in store for some lucky man in the future, her hips had rounded nicely and her bum was nice and taut, firm like a peach. All this was in addition to a pretty. "Though I know his deeper, truer reason," Ena concluded mistily, apparently oblivious to Ryoko's attentions. "Was that he loved her as well." What about you?" Ryoko wanted to know, wondering at the same time if she should even ask? With all the raving the princess had gone on with over the years, Ryoko was certain she had never once heard any reference to something like those marks."My place," Ena smiled equally wistful. "Has always been behind the thrown." Yeah..." Ryoko huffed.