Her eyes ablaze, her mouth fixed in a sneer of cold command. Her hair as dark and wild as the jungle itself. Her statuesque naked body standing over h...m. The low lights reflected from the contours of her shimmering skin."Pachamama!" was the only sound he could pass between his lips.He could feel himself becoming uncovered, his erection still rigid and unswayingly pointing skywards. Her legs, as strong and lithe as the anaconda parted across him - her nails, like the claws of the jaguar, raked. I feel the lore is somewhat important, but know the text in traveling and what-not needs to be narrowed down. But I also feel personality and story are important to give it liveliness.Also, due to rules of this site, some passages will not be available on the website. That is fine and is no reason to complain. The Twine version will be available eventually. However, this excluded content will be “bestiality” based, mostly because of the malign creatures. There will be no gore, underage, scat,. It was placed on the lowest shelf of the main aisle, in full view of the cashier’s counter. Jane bent over. She carefully selected a jar and took her time reading the ingredients on the label before slowly placing the jar in her basket. She smiled as she heard the mumbled words from behind and another sharp gasp followed by a high pitched rebuke spoken in Chinese.As she left the store, Jane offered a cheerful, “Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!” Mrs. Chan muttered something in Chinese while. .. uhhhh... UUUHHHHHHH!" Lena's screaming reached a deafening level as she hammered the cock in to me and the pad hard against her cunt. There came a long scream, like a cat fighting, Lena's fingers gouged the flesh of my hips as she gripped me fiercely, hammering away at my rear. She fell forwards on top of me, her hands tightly gripping my shoulders. Now she was making short but hard thrusts with her hips, pulling herself onto me, and grunting like an animal as she did so. I felt like a dog.