She tightens her cunt muscles making herself tighter for you. * * DeathsServant growls deeply in pleasure at your tight, silken grip, pounding with er...ratic fierceness into you, his hips crashing into yours. Delivering a sharp bite to your tongue, he draws away to nuzzle at the side of your face, panting slightly. * * creature moans loudly in pleasure and feels her body quake with pleasure as her orgasm nears. She shuts her eyes tightly and sucks on her bloody tongue. She squeezes her muscles. Lou took another drink from his palm. A fair portion of determination filled the woman's lithe movements, small boned as she was. That in contrast to the way she'd stretched her arm to keep from getting too close to him. She wasn't trusting of strangers, even one as shaky and near dead as Lou. Maybe, Lou thought, that came from being alone. She did appear to be alone. No telling for how long. But whatever circumstances had taken her men folk off, he suspected she'd taken them in stride. She was. Waha jaker ek hotel me room book karne gaya wo muje dekh ker muskura rahi thi. Hum room me gaye. Maine puchha “tumhe daar to nahi lag raha?” To boli “daar laga hota to tumhare saath ati hi nahi.” Mere paas aker usne mere kandhe per haath rakha aur kaha “muje pata hai tum muje yaha hotel me kyu laye ho lo main tumhare samne hun puri karo apni khwahish.” Maine uske hotho per kiss kar diya. Wo bhi mere hotho ko chus ker response de rahi thi. Hum kiss kar rahe the utne me door bell baji maine dekha. He forced her to move fast and she tottered a little and nearly fell. There was a large clearing beneath the canopy and the man stopped when they reached it and released her. It was still light under there, the sun shining through the leaves. So humid that it felt sticky to the skin. Right back against the fence were several large iron barrels stacked side by side. Probably waste left from the last residents. Lori looked shyly around her new surroundings, rubbing her wrist were the man had.