You were at a beer tub getting what you said was your third beer. You had just walked in not knowing which fraternity house it was. I knew you were in...the wrong one.We talked about the girls in the place and we decided to follow a couple of them. Both were lesbians and though it was funny we hit on them. You told them something that made them laugh and both kissed us and walked away. Two other girls came to us and kissed us. It was not until the kisses ended that I noticed that one of those. The thought of the beautiful, helpless teen struggling and drowning below has given you an indestructible hard-on. Only Lisa's tightness can quench it. You reach the bottom of the tank. Her eyes lock with yours. You can see in her eyes that this girl is beyond terror. She feels so many darkly magnificent things: the unendurable certainty of her own death, the horror at having been murdered and yes, the fear of rape, even here, even now. You take a moment to assess her body. Her breasts. I took my dick in my hand and rubbed it on her hole and Anshupriya moaned yes Ravi don’t wait please insert it now I am out of control.I put my dick on her love hole and pressed hard and it went inside smoothly and Anshupriya locked her legs around my waist and started giving jerks to her hip swallowing my dick in her pussy completely. I was in heaven. I began pumping her pussy very forcefully and Anshupriya was giving full support and was moaning loudly aaaa Ravi make me cum again and again ye. Such a smooth, velvety soft sheath for my sword.” He drew back. “Yes,” I purred. “Draw back to the sword tip.” And he did. Only the very tip of the cock head, which not long before had contained my tongue inside of it. “I parry,” he grinned. “And now….THRUST, Cyrano!” I moaned. “Wound me deep with thy hard sword.” In one swift descent, my Cyrano’s 8-inch sword plunged and plunged and plunged, deep into my sheath. “Thou stabbeth me deeply, not to my death, but bringing me to life, bringing me.