Circling predators screeching in the sky. A woman out of nowhere cupping the last unbroken piece of his soul in the cradle of her damp thighs. She was...flowing like a river flowing through itself. He knew. He needed to show her a snapshot of grace and survival in the hard hours before the great showdown between this life and the next. But she was rippling like a tropical storm inside and he was pounding his flesh through the eye. The tendons in her delicate neck tensed as she wailed in hunger. The woman in the bed was asleep, and Konnie murmured some eldritch words to keep her like that before she clambered onto the bed and pulled back the covers.The slim twentysomething woman was naked under the covers. Her nipples hardened as the cool night air hit them."Thtupid human," Konnie said, rolling the woman onto her back and pulling her legs wide, "you maybe thought you threw brick at raccoon in bushes or thomething, but you hit ME. Well, now you get what you get..."And with that, Konnie. She was completely topless. I hugged her from the back and cupped Ann and Isha (her breasts). I started kissing her neck and biting her ear. I had a raging hardon and she could feel the bulge against her ass.She turned back took my shirt off and we kissed for some more time. Then I made her lie down and I started caressing Isha (right boob). I was a little harsh on the nipple and was bitting it lightly. She left out light moans. When I stopped she told me that I was being a bad boy and that she. ” We downed our limoncellos and settle to our coffees.“So, photography,” she said leaning in toward me, giving me a wonderful view of her cleavage.“You’re interested in photography?"“Sure, of course,” she replied, “you have photographed many women?”“I guess so.”“Are you a good photographer?” she asked.“Quite a few people think so,” I replied.“Would you take photographs for me?”“Sure, what do you need photographed?”“What?” She says in surprise, raising her eyebrows, “Not what, me.” “Oh sure,” I.