I could feel the sensation of being carried, but I was so fatigued I could barely move. I had been fed something to drink and the effects of the poiso...ns seemed to have been lessened by it. The next time I had come back into consciousness, I felt like my body was burning up; I had never felt a fever such as this and I struggled to try and get some help, but my body would not move. I could hear arguing on the other side of the door, but I could not make out the words. I tried to focus, to hear. Unable to break free from his grasp or close her legs, she glared at him and said, “Fuck you, Harry!” “That is what I am going to do, sweet Kelly. Fuck you is what I have planned to do,” he replied, with a matching glare. Harry reached beneath her skirt and between her thighs. Her panties were wet. He traced her slit over her panties, while watching her expression. Her eyes glazed with lust. Harry noticed that Kelly's eyes were so dilated that he could not see the green iris anymore. He pulled. We spent a whole day going over her former lovers, losers, and the ones she never got to love."When it's all said and done, Kevin Townsend was my one great love, though," Constance said, tearfully. "When he was murdered by the Muslim terrorists, a part of me died with him.' As she shed another tear for the former me, I felt the weight of my past hanging over me like a millstone, threatening to drag me to the depths of the sea."Constance, if you let it, the past can destroy you. It's entirely up. The two sensations at once seemed to create ten times the effect. “Oh Greg,” she moaned. “I need you.” Not wasting any time, Greg kissed a trail of wet kisses down her stomach, briefly putting his tongue in her belly button. Amber shrieked. “That tickles!” He laughed. “You know you like it.” He proceeded to lick the entire length of her pussy, applying slight pressure with his tongue. Then, he spread her apart with his hands and found her clit with his tongue. She gasped and urged him to.