A few minutes later, I was in the bathroom, getting ready for bed. I had made sure to leave the door ajar, hoping to get another visit from Prince. A ...fantasy was just what I needed to relax and every little noise that reached my ears made me glance at the door. But I made it through my entire pre-sleep ritual without so much as a visit from the studly animal. I was about to give up on fantasizing when I heard the familiar sound of claws clicking on the hardwood floor. My heart leapt in my. ..........i roll down down my window, forgetting my huge hangers were exposed, my shorts were at my knees AND A DIRTY CONDOM WITH DIRTY CUM IS ALL OVER MY FACE.....a guy with dirty white hair, old in washed smelly clothes, and over all dirty hygiene asked if I was okay. I said yes, I think. I was still panting. Without even asking or saying a word to me, this dirty man plunged one finger into my pussy hole and felt around, going knuckles deep, then slipped his muffle finger deep into my musty. Both of them worked as graduate assistants, Kristen in ScandinavianLanguages, and Karl in Athletic Training and Physical Therapy. Nothaving to hold down regular nine to five jobs made it easy for them tospring into action as their alter-egos when necessary. They were intheir apartment preparing for dinner and listening to a CD called 'OdinOwns Ye All' from a Viking Metal band called Einherjar and then a sessionin the bedroom together when their lives changed once again, as thoughtheir. He seemed abstracted and although he was naked and his penis was fully roused, she feared it would never again enter her, though she could not have said why she should think so. The Emir moved close to her head, and she turned towards him with her mouth open in the hope that he might use at least that entrance. Although he allowed the tip of his rod to touch her lips, he moved away again at once.As he fiddled with a control panel she felt her arm and leg shackles move apart a little, stretching.