5) Roar(1.5), EXP: 36.Name: Axel, Level: 3, Class: Thug, Mana: 10, Skills: Pain Knife(1) Fear Knife(0.5) EXP: 32.“Frustrating but not entirely unexp...ected. I am suffering less because of my higher level. You are still at 20 mana after all this, we’re doing OK” Axel said.“I can deal with this as long as it doesn’t get any worse,” Rayner said.Axel didn’t see any kind of debuff indicator and he heard from Barny it existed. Meaning this was a result of the effort they expended fighting the effects. There was a pause while she looked at him."Oh, Reg! You've done it again, my darling. Well done!"Her eyes sparkled. "If Ray wasn't so strict about unseemly behaviour at the workplace I'd give you a kiss but I'm going to have to store it up for later." She chuckled. "By which time it may have built up a head of steam or it may have fizzled out." Not worried. There'll be so much more to kiss me for by then anyway." Ooh you!" And vice versa."She laughed. "Long lunch break!" I hope we have time to. I fall head-first into the sand and he topples nose-first into the crack between my buttocks. I get sand into my mouth and spit, completely aware of how inviting my bottom must stick up in the air. Would he take me like a dog from behind - no, by twisting my feet he turns me over, the savage likes to **** me conventionally from the front! Heavily breathing he stares with wide dark eyes at my heaving bosom and my stark naked flower, his big black turban in a funny tilt! And here they come, his. That feels so good," she moaned, as Chico relentlessly fucked her in her own back garden, and like the bitch in heat that she was, Michelle loved every minute of it. Michelle was lost in the intense pleasure and near constant state of orgasm that Chico was providing, and she didn't take any notice of anything outside of the small, tiny focus bubble on which her brain was now fixated. Fresh from his shower, now dressed in cargo shorts and a polo shirt, John watched through the open patio door,.