He understood her values and wanted the same things out of life as she did. He frustrated her, excited her, made her feel safe, made her feel wanted a...d motivated her in the best of ways. Morgan loved every single thing about him and for her, there was never any doubt that he was who she was meant to spend her life with. He touched her soul in the most beautiful ways and even to this day she could never find the right words to explain he made her feel. Loving him had come with a price, however,. I felt the hard nails of his fingers scrape along my skin as he pushed back my thin top. A breast bounced out as the material caught against a nipple, and Ben Gordon licked his chapped lips."Why, you're plumb ripe, girl," he said. Then he gave a crazy coughing laugh. "Let's see the rest."I looked toward the house and then toward the main road. It was a good quarter of a mile to the pavement and I was thankful that the old idiot hadn't made me take off my sandals. Carefully I laid my dress and. What he saw was a tall, astonishingly beautiful, large (but firm) breasted, raven haired, scantily clad Villainess. Nothing unusual about that. Almost all his female allies and enemies fit that description apart from hair colour differences. ‘Your time is up. I’m here to take you to prison. Are you going to come quietly?’ Superman’s usual opening question received a common answer. ‘I never ‘come’ quietly. As you will soon find out.’ The stress of the sentence being on the ‘come’ made Supes. “Well, you certainly know how to sell me on the idea, and I do need a second wife, don’t I? Lizzie’s my first, of course. I see all pros and no cons here, wouldn’t you agree? Oh, I do have some slaves outside of the order, but I don’t see where that will be a problem, since they don’t need to know it all, do they?” I suggested to Jessica, basically agreeing to her proposal of marriage.“Oh, honey, you just made my day! Great cock, too! I love it!” Jessica begged me for more, “take me, dear! Take.