He rearranged his knees to try lunging.Suddenly there was a soft hissing noise and a thump, followed by a gasp from Chaps.Buford paused to turn his he...d. Chaps was standing there, eyes wide, an arrow magically sprouting from dead in the middle of his chest. With a sigh, Chaps collapsed in a boneless heap beside the fire.Buford reacted instantly. Forgetting the girl, he rolled sideways into the dark, pulling at his pants to get them back up. He lost the knife in the process, but didn’t care.. O yeah, I know how she looks. At least clothed and in bondage. She is a Japanese woman of undecipherable age. Sometimes she looks early 20. The next time she looks around 40. She is just over 150 cm but doesn't want to tell her weight. She is slim that is pretty clear when she uses shibari on herself and pulls the rope tight.She has long and thick black hair until the small of her back. She once told me she wanted to have it cut short because it kept getting into the knots on her back because. She sat down and crossed her legs with the whooshing sound of her nylon legs brushing against one another. "Yes, hot legs." Brad said as he started to pace about the office and circled her like a vulture. All the while he stared down her shirt at her ample breasts that made her feel bad about herself. "Take this down." "To the Air/Space division in Texas." Brad when on. "We will have your rockets shipped out to you by the end of the week. And... Oh you smell so sweet, you sweet thing you.". Immediately, she does as she's told of course. On her feet now, she's right where I want her. Spotting the familiar hallway wall of her flat behind her, I grab onto her hair with my left hand and her arm with the other, shoving her against the wall; the impact cushioned by her large, rounded breasts. With my foot, I drag her legs apart, pull her hips back from the wall slightly and place myself at the entrance to her waiting cunt, pausing for a while. "Please don't," she says, with the voice of.