Archer
It has been two hours since I had my taste of her and all I can think about is having more. I crave another taste, I crave to hear her sweet moans as I slowly slide into her, I crave the feeling of her walls squeezing me as I move in and out of her while sucking on her soft breasts. I groan softly to myself, causing Gwen to turn in her seat next to me, to look at me. She gives me a little smirk before turning back to the old man and his wife that has been talking to her for the past twenty minutes. I have been ignoring everyone that has tried having a conversation with me, unable to take my eyes off her. She is absolutely beautiful, her smile unpracticed, the joy in her eyes something rarely seen with crowds like these. Gwen is still pure and innocent from greed, arrogance and igno
