At the same time the women hissed as well and inhaled dramatically, vibrating the fans rapidly in their hands as they folded their bodies inward and b...ckward, the fans arcing downward and away from Aruna until they rested, kneeling again on the floor.Aruna, had prepared for this and she stepped out of the circle of women, toward the center of the wooden platform which covered the bath now. Kneeling herself, Aruna was all too aware of her womanhood parting expectantly with the gesture, could. He launched into destroying everything in the village that he could. He broke things he normally wouldn’t be able to break he had the strength of ten men. He kept going until he was bloody, bruised and had exhausted all his energy. Then he collapsed with a desperate, deep, sadden scream. He sobbed, tears running down his cheeks thinking of his brother and these evil, deceptive, weak men who had murdered him. The other men helped him to his feet and made their way back to their village.. I needed my morning coffee. It's a morning ritual. Of all the things I may or may not be, I am decidedly not a morning person. This one ritual trip to make coffee, drink it, and finally wake up is a distraction. It's a delay- a necessary delay to be sure, but a delay nevertheless from what I actually want to do. And what I actually want to do is be with him. I look across the lake and realize it has only been a week since he left and only nineteen more days until his return, it seems like. I think he even helped lift King up when the dog suddenly grabbed me from the front by grabbing down and around under my armpits with his front legs and crammed his doggy-dick brutally hard inside my face. Being pulled on plus falling forward made my lips peel his thick skinned sheath back and then up, around, and then over his expanding knot. I was thrashing about and choking trying to accept his steely tasting rod in my throat and yet trying NOT to hurt his knot with my teeth as King.