Based on "Winter" by Will...am ShakespeareWhen ghastly melons guard the door,And coloured sugars come by the bag,And fields of grass wear green no more,And leaves begin to wilt and sag. When the bones of nature litter our floor,Then Jack grows into a witchly hag,Makeup and wig Come out at last, While greedy children knock at the gate.When days grow short and nights. After we finished our talk, I decide it is time to scope out the grounds."Do they do a head count at night? "I ask Godiva."No, no one can get out." She shivers and hugs her arms around her middle. I don't think it is the thin clothing making her cold."Riiight," I wink and adjust my Chameleon Circuitry. Easy to fade into the woodwork if you look like it.Godiva draws in a hissing breath. "What!"Gwen shushes her for me. "Chronos is special. We are learning that. Good hunting my friend." Even. I sucked in the nipple into my mouth. Her nipple immediately hardened as I pressed on it with my tongue. Debby shook again and tightened around my penis. I quickened my pace until I was pounding into her. She was rapidly reaching her climax. Her orgasm flooded over her body. Her back arched up and down several times almost throwing me off her. The others all moaned nearly in unison. I peaked, but had little to ejaculate. I was hot and sweating from the physical activity and the emotional peak.. " She had to be lying. No one has ever complimented her? Not once? Is everyone in this library blind as a bat? "Really? I find that hard to believe." "Why is that?" "You're beautiful, that's why." To say she was surprised by my sudden confession of endearment would be an understatement. Sloane's face tyrned bright red and she broke eye contact with me. Some guys might find her awkward and weird, but I thought her reaction was beyond cute. "Me? Beautiful? I... I'm not beautiful. I'm just an old.Read More