“Do they need to be spanked?” she suggested helpfully.Without any more warning I gave her several sharp slaps on each cheek.“Oh jesus, that hur...ts so good.” She said.I alternated for a while between rubbing my hand over her cheeks, and giving her another slap.Her ass was getting really red, and she was obviously hot elsewhere as she moaned and squirmed when I dipped my fingers closer to her pussy.I managed to lose my pants and started teasing her with the head of my cock.I continued slipping. .I am in control of you this time....my two hands pick up your right hand...I take your fingers and put them up to my mouth...my lips are wet and they slide across...I open my mouth and your fingers slip inside...I run my tongue across your fingertips...you feel the heat from my mouth...I suck gently on them, thinking of your cock again...guiding you by the wrist...I let your hand slide down my chin...neck...chest...soft belly...and finally to my mons...soft smooth and warm...I guide your. And he was trying to kill them. Silmaria hardened her heart, and turned away. With a creek and a crash the door behind her burst open. From the inn itself came streaming and screaming several brothers, their robes and mantels ablaze, their hair and faces wreathed in flames and quickly melting like the wax of the candle that started this whole fiery mess to begin with. Silmaria backpedaled as one of the men came right at her, screaming like he was in the hells already. He probably wasn’t really. He was friendly enough but was a mans man, into all the sports and that. He used to sit for hours watching sports on the tv in the main room so I would retire to my bedroom and watch what I wanted. One day I was on an early shift so finished at 4pm which I started at 8am. Having spent most of the day rushing around I was pleased to get home. When I got into my room I took my shoes off, revealing my hot sweat soaked socks. I could have done with a shower but I was suddenly feeling very horny. I.