My whole pussy was wet and slippery. I pictured my man's cock shimmering with my juices and his precum. Finally, I slipped to fingers inside my pussy..., luxuriating in the warm wetness. I wanted more in there, but it was the best I could do. To satisfy myself, I pictured that huge, gorgeous cock entering me, stretching me to my limit. I wiggled around inside myself, pushing against the walls, satisfying some of the longing inside me. I began to finger-fuck myself, going in and out as hard as I. Most fatalities occur through loss of blood, the shark biting off a piece and then going yuk, don’t like the taste of humans. Crocs of course are not so discriminating but then they are only found way up north.’ ‘Oh you make it so sound safe and enchanting?’ Flint grinned and said she shouldn’t tease him. * * * A couple of hours after dinner Larissa came from the bathroom a little shyly. ‘Are you nude?’ ‘Yes.’ She allowed her bathrobe slip to the floor without asking for the light to be turned. Or fir ese hi hum kafi der tak nahte rhe.Ab to mein unse pura khul gya tha ab mjhe koi dar nai tha unse or jab- jab moka milta hum 1 dusre ko chodne k alaawa sab karte, unki chut chatna , gand m ungli, mamme maslana, unki full body massage karta or vo bhi mre lund k sath khelti thi kabhi muh bhar leti… Uffffff kitna majedar din the vo kab dadi k yahan chttiyan nikal gayi pata hi nai chala or uske bad hum karib 10 sal tak nai mile bus unke khyal sochta rahata tha ki kab milenge or kai bar unke. Sure, it is honorable to stand alone, to face the enemy's champion. But what if you die? Who will lead your men? Suppose you die and there is a fight anyway? Are your men going to fight carefully or seek to avenge you? Will the man who replaces you in command be as careful of those men as you would have been? Or will he be intent on revenge for the death of a friend? Or might he look at a situation that frightens him and simply turn tail and run?"Death comes to us all. The question is: when and.