She dropped something on the floor, turned her ass to me and bend over to pick it up, my guess was no panties under her cut-offs and it showed what lo...ked like a wet spot, a small one but there was one. A few minutes later same thing happened, she bent over and the wet spot had 'grown'.For a while nothing much happened, the cooking was finished, we sat down, poured each other some wine and started eating, first a soft taco she made and fed it to me. Near the end, she suddenly excused herself. Samuel just looked at it appreciatively for a moment before conjuring fist braces of his own. Throwing a look at each other that suggested that we could fight with all we had, we lunged at each other, eager to establish dominance.And that’s what we did for the entire day. Exchanging blows and swinging weapons, making sure we didn’t give the other an inch. It was a testament to my improvement over the past month that I could keep up with him, even without the use of my ability. The balance did. I’ve had my share of men for this life - and a few more - from my late husband and my Alva isn’t that way at all. With your background, I’m sure that you can easily understand the need of some privacy and all my other tenants value that, too. However, there’s one more thing - how capable are you of defending yourself, if needed?”Maybe I should have brought my weapons with me, after all. Even if they weren’t allowed inside the city.“Armed or without arms? Against how many opponents? When you. Her piss still spurts out a bit with each thrust, her pussy splatting and sloppy with her own urine being thrust up into her. It mixes and swirls with old cum and blood and her own slimy insides. A soft whimpering and gurgling sound coming from her mouth as she has no control over anything, completely wasted and ruined. I slam and stab into her, violating her cervix, her helpless womb. Sloshsloshsloshsloshsloshsloshsloshslosh, sweat and piss and juices flying in every direction as our flesh.