Her body was a precision instrument, interpreting the music, the rhythm and the emotion in the song. She let her eyes close, the pleasure of movement... filling her completely. It was a sexual energy, but one which required no other partner than the music. The rhythm touched her more tenderly than a lover ever could. The beat, as it began to quicken, became more and more passionate, and she moved herself around the floor, the embrace of the song guiding her. The girl remembered her past lovers,. And my cock regained its pole position. She gave me a blow job again for a min I asked her stop and lie on the ground. We went for a missionary position. I had no idea as to how to insert it as i tried thrice it insert but my cock slipped.Then she guided my tool to her pussy. I was so tight initially that not even half my tool went in and something was obstructing it. I gave a little push. She felt the pain and asked me to insert it slowly. I stayed like that for few seconds. She held me. He stared at the bag, longing toreach out, open the zip and get at the feminine delights within. Hecould not stop himself. He lifted the makeup bag, opened it and emptiedthe contents on to the bed. He surveyed the spilled contents.Foundations, face powders, blushers, eyeliner pencils, various tubes oflipstick and lip glosses with their little application wands attached totheir screwed lids. Pallets with two or sometimes four little sectionscontaining matching colours of what he knew to be eye. They are the only one, that can order me to stand down, awaiting my destruction. Many of us went into hiding during the time of cleansing as they called it. It was not long before the end. It took all I had not to try and dive into the final battle. Had all of us been there at that time, I suspect that we and our planet would have fared better. The thought warrior’s thoughts said.So, Sam started, you feel that the high government one will order your destruction?Yes, I have a family that I wish.