It was so erotic. I was moaning heavy. His cock was buried and am sure it was resting on my womb. It was kissing my cervix entrance. After few minutes...he started drilling me again. This time a little harder. His every jab inside me was going deeper and deeper. Today he made me his soulmate. We were joined together by our genitals. It was a wonderful feeling. I was feeling stretched by Avi’s cock and he was drilling me fast now. My breasts were shaking with his strokes. I lifted my ass to help. However, all these artisans' labors inspire me. I hope they and their fans will appreciate the ways I have paid them homage here.In my series timeline, you can consider this tale the bridge between "Passion of Erika Christensen" Chapters 4 and 5. I would call it a "Passion" chapter, but Erika is not the lead of the story. She's just one of many important characters. I also want to do a sweeping summary to bring her into the present. Therefore, I have put this story outside the main "Passion". She starts the engine of the 4×4, listening to the purr of the engine. With a quick look sideways, she turns the 4×4 in the direction of the gate. Picking up her short distance radio, she quietly informs their office of their departure. She drives carefully to the waterhole where they will be watching the animals come for an early morning drink from inside hide shelters, specially put up for the purpose. Reaching the hide shelters, she divides the tourists into different groups, helping them. " Kyle pulled the exam papers out of his sidebag as he walked towards Lucy. She cautiously held her own exam to her side, shielding any of the red-penned, incorrect markings from Kyle's view, and stood to meet him. "Yeah, that essay question on page 7 nearly got me, but I managed to pull it out of my ass!" Kyle lowered the pages, and Lucy managed to sneak a peek at his result: 96 percent.Lucy would have KILLED for a 96, but she tried her hardest to keep up an illusion for Kyle. She knew he.