No matter how much nudging my mother did I wouldn't move. Tears started toflow down my face with mascara running and the rest of the blush beingruins ...as well. I dropped down to my knees covering my face. I didn't wantto move. I just wanted to die."Emily Rose Hartwell!" my mother screamed at me. "What do you think youare doing? Your makeup is ruined and you making such a scene. Youshould've thought about this before you pulled that prank on those girlsat school."Before my mother could continue. Ab mene mera hath uske boobs ke side se chipka diya. Aaaahh kya feel tha wo phli bar kisi aurat ke boobs ko chua tha. Maja aa rha tha. Mera lund to ekdum salami de raha tha.Phiche se me usko chod raha tha or side se uske boobs to dhire dhire daba raha tha. Baki logo ko lag raha tha ki train ke karan ek dusre se chipak rahe he. Mene karib karib 1.30 ghante tak aisa kar raha tha.Fir wo bhi maja le rahi thi. Muze kya behti ganga me hath dho liye. Fir wo kisi station pe utar gayi. Me firt time. Unbelted, I shrugged it off. After the disaster of the battle and the exertion of using so much magic to fly us away—a difficult spell to do with just myself, let alone carrying the party and Thrak's bulk—I needed something...relaxing.My robes slipped off to the floor exposing my naked body. Thyrna ripped open her blouse as Thrak released her throat. The rakshasa's large, brown breasts bounced, smooth and human, her nipples hard, the right pierced by a golden ring that...Negated magic. How did. With a growl he shoved forward to the hilt, bringing a surprised shout from me. Worry lined his face as his fear became known. He was afraid he had hurt me. A smile spread across my face at his loving kindness, but I didn't want him to stop. I wiggled my hips, driving my hot walls against his hard pillar, and soon he was mine. He immediately took over the motion, thrusting deep inside, only to pull almost completely out before crashing forward, farther within my womb. Stretched with his.