I run my fingers through his salt and pepper hair as his lips find my throat.Our moans echo off the walls, forming some primal chorus of lust. As his ...ody begins to relax, I press my hands into his sculpted chest, and I lift myself up. I straddle his throbbing shaft and lower myself down onto him.His hands guide my hips as I begin to ride him. Up and down, grinding back and forth, caressing every possible angle. I slide my hands up my body and squeeze my hard nipples as I ride, relishing in the. ”Crossing Taboo Bounds with DadIt was noon when we went back inside so I could feed the baby before putting him down for a nap. I was sitting on the couch with the baby, and Tom was sitting across from me in his recliner. He was watching me more intently than ever, looking over the top of his glasses, pretending to read, and I know that he caught a few glimpses of my breasts, one time when my whole tit was exposed, including my three inch wife areola, and nipple the size of the top joint of his. "Would you like to learn how to be a slave dyke?" Virus askedher slave."N? Yes mistress." Dyke replied again."Then go into that dressing room and where everything in box number5." Virus said with a smile."Yes mistress." Dyke said before she did as she was told. 10minutes later Dyke came out wearing; black leather patent shoes, white kneehigh Yellow socks, pink knee pads, plaied miniskirt that was that was cut frombehind to show the top of her ass. Furthermore, the skirt had a zip right abovethe. A girl doomed to an eternity of hell, a girl who fell in love with a mortal. A girl who wasn’t a girl but a demon who feels pain like a thousand knives that twist inside her soul, yet she doesn’t even have a soul. Alex takes in the morbid sight that lay in front of her eyes.A thousand horror movies don’t prepare anyone for the likes of this.Blood soaked popcorn lay on the ground next to the ripped-apart corpse of what’s left of a man. Most of his face is gone. His skin scratched away, muscle.