Any man who gets to be alone with her would lose his self-control in a matter of seconds. Her natural beauty was only making it faster.It was getting ...dark. There was a river flowing and near it a jungle-like area, with a grass house. There was a full moon, and Rachana was passing through there. She wondered what happened. This was when she realized that she had taken a wrong turn somewhere.“Oh shit, this doesn’t look good,” she said to herself. She slowed down the car around the grass house and. She is a pretty girl I stare at her nipples that a bruised and swollen I look at her bush and get out the scissors and a razor I tell her that if she tries to hurt me he will kill her she says that she wants to live. I have her get in the tub and I but some bath salts to ease her pain I begin washing her when Sir comes in and looks at us I tell Sir that I think she is pretty and he tells me good because he is keeping her. I open her legs and look at her I know that she is sore I have her sit on. These after all were mostly the c***dren of the Goddess and Mathom Hall did not just represent some particularly fabulous English stately home. The Great Hall was a legend, holding a place of reverence and spiritual significance in the culture of the Line. Few among the company had ever set foot inside the Hall before. To suddenly find themselves unexpectedly transported from the most wretched conditions imaginable into the fantastic environs of the Hall of which such incredible stories were. I arch my back and try and quicken the pace even more as you grab my hips, you see the rain, run down my chest and dip off my nipples so you lean forward and start licking it up. You grip my hips in place and rapidly thrusting in and out "Jesus" I moan as I drop my head to your chest. “Get off” you say as you shove me back. “Let me fuck you like a dog”. I get on all fours as you easily slip in and then you set the tempo. You started with a fierce grip on my hips before leaning forward,.