<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #80BFFF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Peter Halvardson</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Viking'</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">When he heard her voice he knew that this would be a shower session, he would never forget about. Her lips found his and she entered her mouth as if there was no tomorrow. It was a kiss full of fire, burning his mouth and raising a fire everywhere in his body. His arms wrapped around her small back and he pressed her so hard against his body, that he could feel her heart knocking against his broken ribs and moving them with every beat. But he didn't mind that, it just made him wilder. Yes, he wanted this girl and once he had her, he would never let her go again. There was no other girl like Alice out there, he knew it and unfortunately she knew it too. But all their petty like sparring fights were forgiven and forgotten now, it was only the fire of passion ravaging between them now.<br/><br/>After a long time his hand grabbed her hair and pulled her head back and his lips moved down her throat and finally found her heaving breast with those irresistible round mounds he had cleaned so thoroughly yesterday. His tongue flicked over her dark nipples, watching how they got small and hard, perking out of the soft flesh like they wanted to tell him, that they needed more of this kind of attention. And Peter was willing to fulfill that wish. His left hand came to her front and started to fondle with her breast, squeezing it between his large fingers and rolling the nipple between his fingers until a loud moan escaped Alice. His lips kissed the other round mound softly, circling in towards the hard little button and then when he reached it, he sucked it into his mouth and his teeth dug into it.</div>