He was gritting his jaw, and I could see the enjoyment in his eyes. I opened my mouth to moan, completely forgetting we were in my driveway, a mere 9 ...eet away from the road, when he hand cupped over my mouth, and he whispered "Shhh" into my ear. He had slowed his pace, but at his the end of his whisper, he jabbed his cock into my pussy for one last hard thrust. As he did, he hit my g-spot, causing me to shoot a small spurt of girl cum from my snatch with so much power that hit the garage door. "Emily, after you left I immediately went into the house and masturbated imagining what it would have been like if we had fucked." I moved my hands to her breasts and squeezed them gently. I moved my hands to her pants and unbuttoned them. "I think we'll need to have these pants all the way off. Take off your shoes Emily and let's get down to that dripping wet cunt." Emily put each foot up onto the stool she had sat on to examine me. She removed them, then slid the pants down her thighs.. There was only the sensation of the hand, no other sensory input was available, and it was maddening. The straps around his genitals prevented any full erection, and did not block the flow of blood, but it made for a very tight fit. The pressure eased somewhat as the hand withdrew, and he tried to stay conscious as sleep began to overtake him like a warm blanket engulfing his mind. His head came to rest on the leg of one of the Inquisitors, but he quickly brought himself back up to avoid any. ” “Why do you want to die?” His face became sad and he turned away from me. “I am sick, and I can feel that I will not last the winter. I have been sent away by my people, they are afraid I will make them sick too. I don’t want to starve to death alone in this house.” I moved a little and for the first time, I realized that I didn’t know what my face looked like. I could see my legs which were thin with fine dark brown hair covering them. My feet looked more like hooves and my hands only had.