So pink, girlish pink.Ī savage strength rose in me, the realization that I had her completely at my mercy, this precious creature, and that no words from anyone could command me away from her. ![]() I took her breasts in my hands, enchanted by their smallness, their delicacy. What was the point of warning her that I might dissolve in the process? I was going to do it. Those things preserve, I said,but you make the beauty.īut I had to do it. I had my hands beneath her small backside, and cuddled it. Sweet God, she whispered, kissing me all over my face. Instead I let her bury her face in the hair of my chest, and kiss my nipples, and the pleasure went right to my loins. I took a long breath, feeling the toll of all this changing and magic, but I was as hard as a statue for her. Even the bones of her wrists were beautiful. I felt the moist thin silkiness of her skin, not healthy in a woman too thin, yet delicious. ![]() I kissed her and held her, my hands free and rough over her thighs and stealing into the secret crevice, to feel there the firmness of a young woman's secret body. Her silver-and-black hair made a rumpled mass down her back and displayed a long neck. She sat up on the bed, her breasts amazingly firm, and the pink nipples turned up. She reached for buttons, but I gestured there was no need. Let me see you without your clothes, she said. She tugged at my hair, and kissed me with her eyes closed, all over my face, and quite suddenly I realized with a shock that my beard and mustache were on my face.
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