The warm water pelted both of them like a small waterfall. Richard relaxed however, he held her tight not moving. They began to kiss and she tasted herself for the first time on his lips. He was no longer Richard the professor of psychology; he was a Viking warlord raping her. Her hand was warm and soft to the touch. She began moving on this beautiful man, slowly as though she were a little girl riding a hobbyhorse. This was beyond belief and she felt he should receive a “Silver Star” for action above and beyond the call of duty. Not to mention he had a cock the size of her wrist. Not to mention he had a cock the size of her wrist. She was excited, in the knowledge of what was about to come. Nobody, “woman or beast” has ever had an affect on me like you.”
“BEAST?”
“It’s an expression. can’t we just go to bed.”
“Whatever you say baby.”
“Richard, I was just wondering, when we have sex you don’t wear a condom.
