“Now Heather I’m going to be kind, I’m not going to hurt you”, said her master as he kissed her back tenderly. “However, I am going to make...you cry”. With this he pulled a thick black pen from his pocket, then he moved his finger to her slit. “Are you still wet for me you little whore”, “Yes” she replied. “Good”, she could feel his cock harden as he began to rub it against her pussy. The tip dipping into her from behind, then he thrust his hips a little more ramming her deeper, she. . Aur mere pati ko shaq bhi nahi hoga… Samjhe, par kaam hai isliye bol rahi hoon ki unke jaane ke baad aati hoon”Mohsin, ” dekho to rand ka randi rona…Dar bhi rahi hai aur natak bhi kar rahi hai”Asha, ” acha.. To theek hai kal aati hoon”Mohsin, ” ab kal nahi poore hafte aana padega”Asha, ” arey yaar samajh.. Mere husband yahan hain”Mohsin, “Tabhi to bol raha hoon, main bhi dekhun teri daring”Asha, ” challenge”.Mohsin, ” haan challenge”Asha, “Agar main jeeti to”Mohsin, “Jo tu bole”Asha,. I was really enjoying this the sweet taste of precum and the feel of his black dick stretching my jaw and throat every faggot sissies dream. He reached down and grabbed my face and asked if I wanted some black dick in my ass I said yes quickly he strongly flipped me around and pull down my pantyhose. I was bent over the arm of the couch with my pantyhose about mid thigh as he lubed his dick then eased into my ass. Slowly he worked in and out pushing a little deeper each time I felt his balls. A bullet that went straight through was barely a wound to a Kindred, but a hollow-point round that tore up flesh and got lodged in the body, was a lot deadlier. Sándor smashing his head into a wall hard enough to crack the bone, had scrambled his circuits so bad, he hadn’t been able to move. All those wounds had ceased to exist.He sighed. Was he dead? He supposed it didn’t matter, since Beatrice was going to kill him anyway. He was tempted to let her. She was going to blame him for Julias’s.