He was thrusting a short but really thick dick into her. Dana had her arms around his back helping to pull him into her. Her head was tilted back and ...er eyes were closed. She had a huge smile on her face. His eyes were closed as well and he was chanting. I have no idea what the fuck he was moaning about it could have been yoga related or perhaps the language barrier just made gibberish sound like something more than it was.They were both headed for the nirvana until my loud, cold words broke. AUTHORS NOTES: If you looking for 'the good stuff', I suggest you read the prologue then skip ahead to chapter three. Chapter one is mostly setup, and two is mostly planning. Chapter three is where the meat of the story begins. If you do start there, just know that the main character has an AI supercomputer and the ability to grow people in a lab with implanted memories so they believe they are fictional characters.Also realize that this story has plot and character development ... maybe not a. We finally all sat there to have wine at some open cafe. We started discussing all old school days college days past gfs and bfs etc Krupali asked me what about you didn’t you have any girl friend to which I said no,I said I was too quiet a person those days and didn’t really have any affair. Devika just pulled my cheek and said your too sweet roh you need to get hooked up can’t see you so lonesome. The wine had started working with everybody all were red because of the cold and overall it was. You soundlessly discard whatever is left of it with a tug and remain close to the soil, hidden in thick grass. Keeping your head down, you use your sword's broken blade to learn of any movements.There are wounds on your chest, where swords met flesh, and your left arm is broken. You can hear your own heart wildly pumping blood as you hold back your rushed breath. Pain is the only thing that is missing.As far as you can see, you're the only one left. Playing dead in the blood-soaked soil managed.