I could see some of the dried blood still around as I knew I had never penetrated that part of her before, we had tried a few times but she would squi...m around and say it hurt way too much and want to stop. It settled into me she was changed forever physically and mentally as I wiped her pussy over and over with the towel. The whole towel seemed to be soaked with cum and there was still more seeping out when I went to go get another towel, I finally just gave up after a while and helped her get. Let me try first, though.” Liana says.The pair move away as she pulls out a staff from her bag, swinging it and hitting the surrounding walls. Slight cracks appear before part of the wall breaks away. They wait a moment and rush towards the hole, staring into it to get some kind of clue.“So, there’s no water outside. But can we confirm there is an outside?” Bonny asks.“Not with a hole that small. We’d need to keep smashing to make it wider, but whatever this stuff is made from is super tough.”. I decided that this was as good a place to stop for the night as any other. I had passed a small hotel on the upper slopes of the town on my way down the narrow and steep cobblestone pathway to the harbor from where I’d parked the car. I stopped at the hotel on the way back up to the car park. Yes, they had a nice room, with a balcony, overlooking the harbor. It had its own bath too, the old woman at the reception desk said, which, considering the pride with which she said it, made me think. At casino this story takes place at Beth and I rented an apartment about 10 minutes down the road, because it was cheaper to rent the apartment then it was to pay for a hotel for 3 – 4 days a week. We generally would travel down there late one night after work and just go straight to the apartment and wake up the next day to go play poker. This story describes the events that happened on one of these trips we took last summer. (The names have not been changed to protect the guilty). This was.