Comments (0 comments)
  • It was actually a rather clever move, placing himself on the other side of the table to get out of my reach. Let me assure you that I was not very impressed. I caught the table in a mighty swing that lifted it from the floor and slammed both table and his body into the wall. I am not sure about how much damage he suffered, but the sturdy oak table broke in two parts so Teen the damage to him was obviously massive. He did not come up again. Myself I had to focus on more bandits arriving. Stupid people die quickly around me, and let me ensure you that people are stupid if they think it is a good idea to charge me with just daggers and shortswords. They had no armor that could deflect my sword so it was just a matter of using my great strength to chop them to bits. Unfortunately stupid people are not always the same as without talent with weapons. The fourth bandit had both a throwing dagger and shortsword and the thrown dagger hit my right arm as I cut the third bandit down. I felt the sting from the dagger penetrating my flesh even through the battle frenzy. It was a very bad sign; normally you just find your injury after the combat since adrenaline means you are too busy fighting to notice until afterwards. The wound was really bad and the pain was enough to make my fingers start to go numb. I did the best I could of the situation and faked that I lacked the strength to hold the sword with just my left hand. In truth I was actually sort of exposing myself in that position, the sword tip leaning on the floor meant that it was too far away to block incoming thrown weapons. In case the bandit had another throwing dagger outdoors hidden he had an opening. On the other hand fainting from blood loss in the middle of fight would be utter worse. I needed to finish this exchange of blades within moments. Lucky for me he did not have another dagger, but instead charged towards me with his short sword raised. I launched my great sword in a massive left hand swing that took the bandit with total surprise. He had his short sword in position to sweep my sword aside, but was not ready to actually block something comparable to a man's two handed swing. My sword slammed his sword aside and cut into his torso. It was a very deep cut and he ended coughing blood on the floor. It was clear he would not get up again. I looked around but none of the other bandits looked like they were getting up either. Good since I needed hardcore to get control of the blow flow from the injury on my right arm. The injury hurt like hell. Did the magic strength from the demon sword aid against injury also? In truth I did not know, I had never suffered any serious damage before I picked up the sword. On the other hand the pain now almost made me faint so I guess I hurt in the same way as everybody else. I cut some cloth from the clothes of one of the dying bandits and applied a tourniquet to my arm with the aid of wood splinters on the floor. I know, a tourniquet is really not the best solution to an injury, but I could not see many alternatives at the moment. I could only do it with my left hand and if there were more bandits around I would need my left arm free to fight so some kind of more bandage kept together by my hand was not an viable option. This thought reminded me of the question about how many bandits there was. During the raid on out camp I had only seen five and so far I had slain five including the one who raped my ass. There was of course no guarantee all bandits living here had been present when they took the caravan. All the bandits present in this room were dead so I couldn't ask them for confirmation about their numbers. It was a shame that I could not recall how many that had been present yesterday when they forced me and Elenore to fuck Anyway there was two unknown doors from the room going to other parts of the cottage, and the door outside. One of the doors was not totally unknown to me since there was a bunk room there were they had forced me to have lots of sex when we arrived to the cottage. � � � When I feel a smack! Her areola crinkled up and her nipples became hard as I went from one to the other. I knew that I’d have to do it sometime so I figured the sooner that I did it the sooner that I’d be back on my feet and back in my dress. I think it wants to go inside this thing," said Jay. “I don’t see how,” answered the barman, “they’ve both been drinking lime and lemon on ice.” I need a…” Night Eyes almost looked ashamed outdoors through her pleasure, “…I need a friend. The man Reg who was a vet asked Alan when he planned his next get together and he said it will be a couple of months at least, I need to get some new ideas that will sell Teen video’s. The man said have you thought of mating her with pigs, I have seen some on the web and I think they would be good sellers. We have some pretty aggressive sexual partners and I don’t want you nor our baby to be hurt, do you understand me?” I ask of her. I push hardcore Mel towards the threesome. We would share this experience together.
  • He caressed her waist with both his hands. Anju was anticipating that he would touch her there but as he moved his hands away, she stood still wondering what he was up to. When his hands moved further up nearing her breasts she started to adore it. What she did not realize was her dress was getting hoisted up and it had bared most of her back. Then Teen she felt two things at once. First she felt his hot hands over her breasts and second she felt his hot member ram into her bare buttocks. Anju had not anticipated this move and it made her freeze in his arms. Seeing her going flaccid he positioned his member in between her hot buttocks. Though he had not undressed, Anju would feel his member creep live in between her buttocks. While Anju's attention was focused outdoors on her back, Satish held the thin material of her bra with both hands and shred the material into pieces. This heightened her pleasure to a great extent and she loved being treated ruthlessly. After having shredded her bra to pieces, Satish raised his hands further up and holding her gown in his hands, he removed the night gown in one go, making her stand naked in front of him. Anju had never expected this to happen and she buckled down with embarrassment. She had totally failed to recognize his moves and now she was repenting it. Only thing she was sure off was, she knew hardcore Satish was unable to either see neither her nude breasts, nor her cunt as he was standing behind her. Though it gave her some respite, she was scared to even move an eye lid and when she felt his hands come down on her naked shoulders and gripped her, she stood frozen. She was in this position when Satish asked her to turn around. He had her in such a situation where it was only advantageous to him. If she stepped forward to leave the room, he could see her bare buttocks and if she asked him to leave, he could have a look at her front. Anju realized the situation she was and when Satish again asked her to turn around, she was contemplating what to do. In the meantime Satish started kneading and caressing her shoulders waiting for her reply. Anju on being totally under his mercy was getting aroused again and also his caresses were igniting her desires. Satish continued massaging her shoulders with his open palms, getting hold of more and more raw flesh in them and he was guiding them over her breasts. Anju knew he would not stop now and when she heard him say again 'turn around', she nodded to herself and finally decided to go his way. Ares it seems has a propensity for weapons, for him the deadlier the hardcore better." I teased her. Worth it to be off of that terrible rimworld. During the next two weeks, we called at several islands, I can’t remember all their names now but they included, New Caledonia so called by Captain James Cook the famous explorer, he was the first European to land there and he named Teen it after a place in Scotland. Feeling nothing, obeying, despite his thoughts outdoors of impunity. Within minutes we were back at the parking lot of the restaurant although Astrid hadn't yet recovered and lay trembling across the back seat. table and a couple of chairs. Keep it together. Please don’t get mad.” Fucking me just one time just ain’t gonna do it. Julie was wanting more. “You could have had my child!