I abhor this woman. I cannot understand what Manet was thinking when he ruined this perfect picture with her inclusion. I adore those tangled and murk... paths; uncertain and inviting; where a lady may find her honour forcefully plucked from between her creamy legs, where her bosom may heave helplessly and the delicate porcelain skin of her back be rubbed raw on sandpaper tough bark. Down these dark and twisting ways a girl could lose her moral compass, drown in seas of discarded leaves whilst. She wanted to feel the piss running through the dick. I pissed and she was licking her lips. I asked do you want it in your mouth ? she at once pressed my dick so hard that the piss stopped in between. She took the limp dick in her mouth full till her lips touch my groin and slapped on the butt to piss.I pissed the sensation is totally different. She was gulping . once over she made me bend down and took a vaselin an spread on my anus. By the time I realised what she was doing she inserted her. The first place we looked was a homeless shelter, but our man was no longer there. He had left two days before, the day the imam was found chained to city hall. We figured that he got smart and feared that his identity had been given out by the imam, so he scooted. A wise choice.All of the other places we checked were also empty of the people we hunted, so all we could do was wait for our contacts to come through for us. That took four more days before we got the first sign of a break. Abdul. I checked her out and then stand up and walk towards her. “Hey bitch” I said as I walk towards her and started to grope her ass. “Mmm you look nice” “Always for you Cy” she said seductively. I suddenly slapped her face and she stepped back in shock. “I thought I told you last time to come in here naked”. “Sorry … forgot won’t happen again”. she said softly. I then took her clothes and just ripped them off and smile because she isn’t wearing any underwear. I laugh a little because I’m an 18.