She can feel his breath on her back. She hears movement behind her and then a few moments of silence. She then hears the unmistakable sound of a whip ...racking the air behind her. The moment of doom has arisen. Her skin begins to crawl?Hours later she lays still on the floor, soaked in her own blood and bodily fluids. She is shaking like a leaf. She is freezing, but not shaking due to coldness. Natalia is numb with overwhelming pain. Actual tears would be a relief about now, but there are none. A..." A homosexual, pere," Annette put in calmly. "Is that what you were trying to say?"Larreau gaped at her, his cheeks bloated, his eyes bugged. "What the hell... all right, yeah, that's part of it, and that ought to be enough for you. He's a godamned queer! On top of that, he's a... a... a..." He's hooked, pere, eh?" she interrupted again. "Addicted... and to heroin, right?" She lay her hand on Launcelot's massive head to keep the animal from growling. "But then, that should make you happy,. Moments later our bodies move together, my prick finding it difficult to straighten out while it's pressed against your pubic bone. I withdraw from the embrace and throw back the covers. Immediately you frown."Let's get in the shower. We have plenty of time to be creative. We've never done it there before, so I'm looking forward to it."As you stand up I give your ass a playful slap. You turn towards me in mock anger."What was that for!" you laugh."So I can make up for it with this!"I scurry. I watched him return and stand behind me. He began pouring. Thick, golden fluid splattered onto my red hot buttocks and Dean rubbed it liberally over my cheeks. Then he poured a stream onto the top of my crevice and I felt it flowing toward my asshole. Dean's thumb helped to thoroughly lubricate my entrance. “You really are an amazing little slut,” he said when his thumb slipped into my tight ring. “But we'd better not waste time, the hairdryer has stopped." I listened. Sure enough, the droning.