“Kiss it.” she hissed “kiss it or you won't have a next breath to regret annoying me and the priest.”The thugs pursed his lips together and ki...sed the tip of her cock“You've probably never even looked at another cock nevermind kissed one before but you're going to do more then kiss one today.”She forced him down with seemingly little effort. Kneeling on top of him she stroked her hardened cock “Open wide.”“I'll bite it off,” the thug snarled. “This bad girl is going inside you one way or the. His aroma spread across the street towards her. He smelled of death and decay, of something lost beneath graven soil.He beckoned to her and inside Elly felt frightened and delicious. Her skin burned under his gaze and something deep in her belly unfolded. She stepped forward as the man opened the door and as Tom screamed in the back of her mind she moved fluidly into the bar. She went in because the dream and the darkness always began this way and she needed to touch His flesh, to feel His. I had called home to tell my wife where I was and that I'd be home around seven that evening. This was perfectly normal behavior for me as I always wanted her to feel safe and loved. It happened to be late October and in Georgia the days are very mild but after the sun goes down it gets chilly. Well sometime around five o clock a friend of mine named Keith came by my house to see me . The sun had started to set so it was beginning to cool off. My wife heard him pull up and she walked out to his. Yet here was Vee, in our drawing room sharing a whisky and soda before bed time, unexpectedly taking the initiative. “Bed?” I asked. “No. Let’s do it here. Now. You’re ready, aren’t you?” Her fingers tightened their grip slightly. I was. More than ready, aroused, excited even. Ntombe was Vee’s first – and only, she claimed – black cock. Remembering how it happened was something we had used in the past, although not for some time now. It worked then and it was working now. Vee had already.