We were facing each other, but our heads were past the others with hers lying on top of mine. As I lay there contemplating the depth of my love for h...er, she began kissing my neck. She continued nuzzling and kissing while I decided whether to tell her or not. I slid my head back so that we were face to face and uttered, "I love you, Megan," while staring into her warm eyes. She didn't even hesitate to say, "I love you too," before moving in for a kiss. We snuggled and kissed for a while. Jaqueline Hunter: Professional adventurer. Born on the mainland to a wealthy minor noble family. Highly educated. “Received british” accent. 5 foot 8 inches tall. 26 years old. 36 D bust. Weighs 10 and a half stone. Looks like she weighs less due to having a deceptive amount of muscle. Long, straight, dark brown hair usually pulled back into a single braid. Brown eyes. Wears sensible, well worn but cared for boots, dark brown trousers with large pockets on the thighs, a man’s button up beige. The younger girls left her alone and Trisha watched as the older one fixed her dress best she could looking around then went to the washroom washing her face fixing her make-up stand in front of the mirror for the longest time then Trisha go to a table with a lot of people but those girls were there too and as she sat next to a man one of the girls stood saying TO AUNT HELEN HAPPY BIRTHDAY AND MANY MORE. The look on that woman face was of fear and joy in one. This all freaked out Trisha but the. He kissed her deeply, his tongue probing her mouth and his hands roaming her body. His latex-covered cock felt odd against her stomach but strangely exciting. Then James pulled back and looked into her eyes, asking silently if she was ready. Diana managed the slightest of nods. James then sat down in his chair and, taking her by the hips, led her forward so that she was straddling his lap, his cock directly beneath her. Then slowly, slowly, he guided her downward until the tip of his cock.