” He turned to look at me. “And who are you, my beautiful warrior? You cannot possibly be from Greece.” He was smiling but I didn’t think he... knew it was me he was speaking with. He looked so good in black leather pants that looked painted on, a black leather vest style shirt, and his hair pulled back into a tight braid. Belted to his waist he had a sword that hung to his knees. I smiled, “I am the Lady Blood, my Lord, a simple assassin from nowhere.” I knew that it would not be long before. "Bitte, bitte nicht" flehte Kim nun leise, "Ich bin noch nieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"; als Natascha nun hart zugestoßen hatte und den Schließmuskel Kims überwunden hatte und ihr Becken klatschend auf Kims Bäckchen trafen; Natascha vergewaltigte nun brutal Kims Hintertürchen, doch deren anfangs schmerzhaftes Stöhnen ging schnell in ein lustvolles Stöhnen über.Klatschend trafen die beiden geilen Körper aufeinander, als Natascha dann unvermittelt hart Kims Nippel zwirbelte kam diese laut schreiend. It was the day everything changed. I don’t really know much about myself. I mean, yeah, I know what I look like – pale skin (though not looking like I’m dead), black hair, steel gray eyes, relatively thin figure, decent clothes (consisting mainly of the black t-shirt with a Japanese character on it in red and a pair of jeans that I wore most often).My most distinctive feature? Probably the tattoo on my arm. I don’t really know what the symbols mean, but I’m always being told they mean. Even so, he didn't stop the young girl from exposing her breasts to him. He didn't stop her when she sank down to her knees and unzipped his pants either.He looked down and watched her until he felt her mouth engulf his member. He didn't care after that, and giving into the feeling of her mouth on him, he simply leaned back into his chair and closed his eyes.Fortunately, he didn't last long, and Tracy quickly zipped up his pants, stood up and said, "There! Now that should make you feel better.