‘Tough guys!’ he smirked to himself, ‘Tough when they’re drunk and outnumber you but soft little pussies on their own. I’ll cut you, I’ll ...arve you, I’ll kill you but I’ll take my time.’ But not now, the moment wasn’t right. ———————————————————– ————————————————————- He walked amongst the crowds, why did they smell so bad? Every person seemed to have a stench about them like rotting meat, their eyes seemed dark, empty, dead, victims, waiting for the slaughter. He passed a policeman. Darian was asleep in his arms; the giant’s deep voice must have been soothing.“I told you we came on a magical ship. Gallea and Pinna are its ... caretakers, I guess. I’m not sure what their role is, other than helping Darian.” It was such an odd choice, satyrs to care for a ship of the dead. “They’re satyrs. A lovely couple! And Pinna is so nice.”The giant rumbled. “Satyrs are musicians and storytellers. They must be working with the Fates to create a tale.”“I ... I ... that does make sense.”. He then stopped and said you ready bitch I'm going to fuck that ass good he stood behind me and I felt him graving the ky and lubeing his tools and then my hole. After that I felt his he's pressure my tight hole I could feel the heat from him and it made me want it so bad then it entered ahhhh is all I could say as it entered once his head was in he knew he had me I felt him grab my hips tight and reposition his body then he tightened and shoved his hips thrusting every inch into my hole I felt. The two have a joint office in downtown Miami. My husband booked me into a hotel in Miami Beach on Collins Avenue. The proximity to the beach and the better environment make the difference.It was the night flight with Lufthansa. Through 'miles and more' I had a first class ticket and was looking forward to the flight. The plane was not booked out and took off punctually. My seat neighbor was a damn good-looking US-American. Tall, black and athletic--a muscle package. As it turned out later.