It was warm to the touch.Her hair tickled my chin as we both, still in almost perfect synchronization, pressed our ears to the wood. It smelled like a...woman's hair, yet with a touch of the sea and the desert both, of the wild and free wind that sweeps across land and ocean.Inside there was no sound to be heard for a long time, and I was just about to try pulling the ring carefully when there suddenly came a voice from within."Burning fire deep below." It was a man's voice speaking in Thailo,. . Mi trattenni, scivolò nel bagno di corsa e mi chiusi a chiave. Tirai fuori il cazzo e notai soltanto allora che avevo le mutande un pochino bagnate di liquido. Aspettai qualche secondo, aprii la porta e mi infilai dentro alla stanza di Serena, sicuro che fosse la sua dalla mole di pupazzi profumati per tutta la camera. Notai che in fondo al letto c'erano delle scarpine che, pensai, si sarebbe messa da lì a breve ed aspettavano soltanto il mio cazzo, quindi le presi in mano ed iniziai ad. Joe rolled over taking Natalie with him so that she straddled him on top. Joe stroked her creamy, smooth thighs as she drove her frenzied body up and down in his monstrous cock. She was growing addicted to the large cocks that were invading her hot body, stretching her insides in ways that she had never experienced before. Joe pulled Natalie to his chest and Fred, upon his return, slid a couple of his greased up fingers in to her clenching anus. Fred stroked into her as he slapped her exposed. And I could have asked him questions about what he did, who he was, where he came from. But what did it matter? He came from the stars. He was my long-lost lover come back to me from a hundred eons, and a million miles away. And all that mattered was that he was here now. But we also talked about the fact that I was only visiting my sister for a couple weeks – that I lived five hours away and wouldn’t be here long. And I thought that was okay – that it must be meant to be brief. But he said.