You laughed and evilly demanded, "What, what... speak up, wench." This girl struggled to speak. Gathering her shattered thoughts, she once more began to speak and your strong knuckles gripped and lifted that tortured jewel and forced this girl to stand on her tip toes. As she gasped and moaned your lips closed hers with kisses most sweet and demanding. Desire careened through this girl. Her loins speaking louder than her lips. Your hands and mouth plundered this girls mind of thought. .....