Birch glanced back at Emi, and winked. Mr. Smith straightened up, and his voice alone was like a whiplash. “How dare you do this to me!” He shoo...k the hapless girl back and forth as he spoke. “Apologise to Birch and his slave. At least she knows how to keep her cunt smooth. Perhaps she should teach you how.” Kayleigh had gone red, her head down, and Emi suddenly felt sorry for her. She said a silent prayer of thanks that she’d been extra careful to make sure her own cunt was totally. But hoped it would teach Hadvar a thing or two as well as the bandits.He admired the Khajit's body, had she been a human or an elf she would have been very attractive, as it were the fur was a turn off for Carthalo (and so was the tail.) But clearly not for Hadvar, the muscular Nord's six inch rod was fully erect and without pause or thought and without preparation he shoved it inside of her. The Khajit let loose a pained "Yowwl" like a house cat whose had its tail stepped on. Hadvar rolled her. Mom was always there for us. She never had a paying job (she and Dad got married out of high school), but she did a lot of volunteer work for the Scouts, PTA events, lots of stuff at church. She always made sure she was home when we got back from school so she could give us a snack. She could always find out what was bothering me even when I didn't want to tell her or hadn't figured out was wrong on my own. She had a way of getting information and making you feel happy you gave it up. I could. I was hoping Sophie would be here to talk.”“I’m so sorry. Sophie had to go back to her parents house, her little sister got in a car wreck. I’m here if you need someone to talk to though, I know how rough it can be to deal with everything alone.”“Jason, can I ask you something?”“Sure, anything.”“Do you think I’m pretty?”Let me take a minute and describe Lauren. She’s about the same height as my girlfriend, 5 ft 4. Naturally beautiful blonde hair, which she totally rocks. She’s not quite as.