You can understand that this goal is an all-consuming one. You don’t know what tomorrow will bring or take from you. “And why’s that?”
Ruby licked her lips, gasping in sexual splendor. The smoke rose thick in the humid spring air, pluming upward to dance in the full moon’s light. But today was not a time for work, for today Trenok and Certiok were married, and for the first time since his wife’s death, Brock smiled. “I love you.” Elena gasped, her beautiful bronze breasts heaving, wet and sticky with the spillage of my nipples. She learned and perfected the arcane arts all by herself. I took her chin with my thumb, admiring the rose of her cheeks, the enraptured look in her eyes. But my fingers would be better suited there, for they could reach deeper, and press harder.
