They were moving in unison now, she and him. All other heads were shaking and vibrating in time with the movement of the train, but the two of them, u...p the end of the carriage, were moving to a different rhythm a rhythm which their faces must surely give away.A rhythm that had intercourse as guide and she squeezed her eyes closed and let herself be rocked back and forth. Why didn’t she stop what was happening? Why couldn’t she stop pumping juice and emotions hard into his hand. She felt like a. He knows that this night is not over and she is not getting off the hook that easily with him. Not only did she awaken something inside of him, she had also embarrassed him earlier at the restaurant. He was not about to let her get away with that. “What do you think you are doing?” He asks her as he makes his way into their bedroom to see her already in her nightgown and crawling into bed. “I am so tired,” she sighs at him as she pulls back the covers to the bed. “That is too fucking bad,” he. Lucien ran his fingers through his hair. Remi’s nostrils flared and the annoying bastard grinned from ear to ear. Lucien realized belatedly Rayne’s scent lingered all over him. He stabbed a finger into the grinning red weredragon’s face. “It’s not what you think.” Remi’s nostrils flared as he sniffed. “Smells like pussy to me.” Lucien swung…at air. It pissed him off more when he realized the asshole had teleported behind him. “Easy, man,” Remi exclaimed raising both hands when Lucien swung. “Smell her piss; go on have a taste of it.” there was ahuge roar of laughter; the man tried to dodge out ofthe way but the wet fingers went into his mouth. “Youdirty bastard; I’ll k**l you for that you dirty cunt!”Spitting my piss from his mouth; he began grapplingwith his tormentor. I was knocked flat on my back inthe struggle; the man sucking my tit; tried to hang onto it by clamping his teeth onto my nipple; I screamedin agony; the man wouldn’t let go and.