Later that evening, Clara stood stiffly as the festivities played out around her, fingers wrapped tightly to the wine goblet in her hand. Some people ...were feasting, but Clara found she had no stomach for it. The combination of her impending sacrifice, and concern it wouldn’t even be enough to help her hometown against the demons, made her nauseous.Oh, she wanted to enjoy the party, the celebration thrown in her honor. But how could she? The demon host was approaching, even now. How could anyone. Once again i felt his eyes watching me. His stare is like a fatal caress. I still love him and i think he still loves me. He stands behind me and puts his arms around my waist. Gently kissing my neck he begins to massage my breasts. I could feel him hardening against me. Chris, this cant happen i said pushing him away and going into the kitchen. He seemed disappointed as he walked to the living. Its four in the morning and Chris hasnt left yet. Im beginning to worry about my feelings. He sees. "Oh God, that's good" he whispered.I barely noticed as I hungrily bobbed up and down on his shaft, occasionally stopping to lick the shaft or nibble on his balls."Oh, fuck me. You were born to suck cock."I glanced up to see him with his head titled back looking satisfied with his left hand on his hip while his right hand was still cupping my head.It gave me a rush to see, and hear, that I was making him feel so good. I kept looking up at him as I went back to the job in hand, his expression. There was so many ups and downs in the road, at that time her boobs was touched my back. I really enjoyed the travel. In the mid of the travel, rain came. I told to stay for a moment but she said to reach the house.Once we reached the house, I left the bike and went immediately to her house. She gave a towel to dry but I was very hot. She felt down and dried her hair, I saw her boob cleavage. I was stunned for a moment. I don’t know what I should do. Since her saree was wet, her boobs are looks.