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  • Then he pointed at Mindy and the other man before moving his fingers together until they touched. He then turned and left the hut. The stories of the young white woman - her capture, the raiding party having its way with her, the orgy of the night before – had quickly spread through the village. Dikembe was excited and honored that the chief was allowing him to take this rare prize and lose his virginity is such an usual fashion. He was also glad for the privacy afforded him in the community hut. He slowly approached Mindy, who instinctively took a step or two back before his strong hand reached out and grabbed her wrist. Then just inches separated them and he towered over her, a good half foot taller. Both his hands moved to her head he ran his fingers through her still damp hair, pulling through several tangles that forced Mindy’s head back and caused her to make tiny yelps of pain. His hands moved down to her face, lightly rubbing over her skin, his thumbs rubbing her cheek bones and then moving to her full lips. An index fingers traced over her lips and then he tried to force it into her mouth. She clenched her teeth, but his hand moved back to grab her hair and yank her head back. The finger returned and this time she complied, his digit moving inside her warm mouth, rubbing over her tongue. Dikembe was inexperienced with a woman but he had been taught that men were to be obeyed. He took half a step back and his hands moved down to cover her breasts, rubbing them through her nearly ruined blouse. Mindy was starting to breath heavily. The idea of being a man’s first woman had worked its way into her thoughts and the idea of that was exciting her. Plus, his hands molding and shaping her breasts did feel wonderful. He was both possessive and tender as he kneaded her mounds, his thumbs flicking over her hardening nipples as they poked against the material. She shuddered as the breast play sent messages along her nerve endings to her crotch; she could feel her pussy was heating up and getting wet. Dikembe walked behind her and cupped her breasts from behind and thrust his groin against Mindy’s back; she could feel his hard cock through his loin cloth. His hands then slipped down over her torso and reached the knot that held up her loin cloth; he deftly loosened. He then moved his hands to the bottom part of her blouse where there was a slight tear in the hem. Grabbing the material there, he yanked his hands in opposite directions. The blouse ripped halfway up Mindy’s back and she gasped and moaned. His hands moved higher and continued ripping and tearing the only part of her civilized existence she had still possessed. Soon her breasts were bare and there was just a pathetic strip of her collar hanging around her neck. He brushed that away and turned Mindy around to face him. He pulled is loin cloth down and his erect cock leapt out, pointing straight out like a spear. She noticed that it wasn’t the biggest native cock she had encountered but it was far from insignificant. Dikembe pulled her over to the animal skin bed where she had spent the previous night with the chief. He pushed her down on her back and then laid next to her. His mouth fastened on her right breast, his tongue eagerly flicking over the hard bud of her nipple. His other hand was toying with her other mound, his fingers pulling and twisting the nipple. I turned to my lawyer, who, it seems was the person who had put the collar on me. It was a proper summer afternoon and the bright light from the window behind her illuminated the kitchen now. It gives me endless orgasms!” And I want you to last at least ten minutes. She got up and straddled his chest and said since you like to use that tongue so much lets put it to good use and she rubbed her pussy across his mouth and he playfully sunk his teeth into her and she gasped saying oh that's new. I mentioned that” Reina said. "I can't last much longer, sis!" he whined, knowing his cum was about to shoot out of the tip of his shaft. She grunted and tried to relax to give him easier passage in her needy little ass. “What are you doing?” he cried out with a jump. Jon told me to wear one of my light, short cotton ‘A’ skirt and thin white halter-top. Are you sure you want to invest your time with me Doc?” I have a big house, but his drive was bigger than the square footage of my home, we drove up and parked outside his mansion. “They will look better with the stockings on,” Julies said, “But I don’t want to open the package yet. I could see the smoke from at least three rifles, maybe four. “You’re in stable condition, but I do want to monitor you to watch out for any infections or complications that may arise, so I’ll have to keep you here another week.” Her right played with Imogene's brown locks. I invited them in and told them to make themselves completely at home. Those thoughts sent her over the top and she stifled a groan as she orgasmed before laying back and starting to make plans to take steps towards making it a reality. I carefully kept pace so I wouldn’t catch up. I liked the idea of spicing things a bit more sometimes, so i either left the stall door a bit opened to feel a nice rush (the public toilet entrance door was making such a noise that it kept me safe in case someone was coming) or i "challenged myself in some nights to not leave the stall until i cum twice. They returned to the house, Rose was full of excuses for being so long. Did you make her cry out for your cock and scream for more as you plowed her virgin pussy?” Sudden drops of moist warmth spattered the small of Grace's back and she suddenly turned around, just in time to get a last spurt of semen across her arm and the side of a breast. The desert gets chilly at night, even in the height of summer. They then followed as the guards started to drag the naked boy toward the cellar dungeons. “Very good,” she noted.
  • The ooze would kill her. She didn't have Ealaín's armor, and the aoi si warrior was having trouble not getting hurt. I couldn't let the poor priestess die. Not after failing to save poor Master Theophil. The protrusions writhing to seize Carsina shifted around. The thing let out a loud burble of triumph. A tentacle surged out at my illusion. My hand squeezed down hard on the ruby, the facets biting into my palms. I maneuvered the lie I created. I couldn't let the ooze touch my illusion. It would fall apart. Only I wasn't fast enough. It sent those tentacles out before and behind it. I ducked beneath one, but the second struck my illusion in the stomach and... grabbed it. It pulled my illusion into its body. I shuddered as I suddenly felt so slimy. It reached beneath my robe, caressing every inch of my skin. Like I was in him, not my illusion. What was going on? I stepped back, confused. My illusions shouldn't be solid. I shouldn't be feeling anything. Pain pulsed in my left hand as I shook my head in confusion while Carsina howled in wordless rage, slamming the diamond hammer into the outside of the ooze over and over, the brilliant weapon flaring with light. Doing nothing to the monster. The thing writhed, shifted, then it seized Carsina. “No!” I shouted in shock. “No, no, stop grabbing her!” The monster writhed. Carsina gasped as the ooze dropped her inches from being pulled into is girth. She scrambled back, her midriff soaked by slime. Her eyes were wide. She glanced at me, her red eyes trembling, almost glowing surrounded by the red of her skin. “TRICK!” gurgled the ooze. “TRICK! With each thrust I fell like he is tearing me. I can see in the reflection on the computer monitor my face, red eyes, tears streaming, my moth full. This is the fantasy that I wasn't smart enough catch on to. Then she pushed the nozzle inside the entrance of her hole and squeezed again. Mommy! I usually slept in the nude, but I kept a pair of light fitting silk basketball shorts on the nightstand next to the bed ‘just in case’. We ran into some turbulence as we passed over Utah and Colorado, however, once we passed those two states the flight smoothed right out. Laura's training at the clinic continued, now assisted by her training collar and home TV. His tongue darted low as he tasted me. I bucked slightly at the sensation. The succubus bit her lip in anticipation as her agent nestled his cock in her folds, rubbing against her wetness. In a lucid dream, I could feel her smooth body next to mine. “Well, you are. The stallion took her passionate cries as a signal to launch and exploded into action like he was coming out of the starting gates at the Kentucky Derby.