The kisses, and the nips the bits and licks and touches were driving Peggerty wild. She was young yes but she was no innocent virgin, she was feral and primal and this man knew just where to touch her and what to do. Growls and moans fell easily from her lips between the passionate kisses. He could smell her feminine scent to as Peggerty grew yet more aroused.<br/><br/>The Uratha wanted him and her arousal was growing. The dogs were under the van now, and the two were alone, there was another kiss followed by another moan. “I…I… wa….” Peggerty’s hips bucked a little even  as she offered another kiss.<br/><br/>Her own hands now found their mark they first caressed the scar. Her touch was gentle it was filled with care, like Craig scars did not bring fear. The other hand found Craigs manhood, then slowly her mouth moved down the mans body. Her lips nibbled on his nipples, her tongue and soft moans still passed from Peggety’s lips trailed over his torso….<br/><br/>Finally the irraka’s mouth found the scars and she kissed them, offering the words…<em> your battle wounds are scars upon my heart.</em>Peggerty kissed and caressed the pain and then moved around to Craig’s manhood that she was currently pleasuring with her hands.  It was then her agile tongue offered more, not only on his shaft but also his sac. Her mouth and hands wanted to bring enjoyment elsewhere.<br/><br/>In the end her hands stroked Craig’s scars and her mouth and tongue offered another kind of relief to more sensitive parts of Craigs body.<br/>