Fit maine unke nighty khol di. Ap wo black bra panty me thi..Fir maine unke panty k upper se hi chuut ko chaatne laga kutte ki tarah… Maammi tadapne...lagi or apna panty khol ka mera sir pakar k apna chutt chatwaane lagi… Wo jor jor se siskiyan la rahi thi… Or moannn ka rahi thi… Ahh ufffff or chaato mere boor ko… Ahhh yess… Ohhff plz mujhe ab raha nahi jaa raha hai mujhe chodd daalo..Fir maami ne meri kapde utaari or mere lund dekh k khush ho gai or boli tera lund to tere maama se bhi bara hai…. The Texan, another of Faust's thralls, fired a crossbow bolt at Damien. The vampire dived, the white oak scoring across his back. Fire and pain flared. Damien grunted, rolling across the floor and drawing his machete.“You fucked my wife,” growled Damien as he glared at the men.“Yep,” the Texan drawled as he reloaded his crossbow. “And she was mighty fine, too. Came real good on our cocks.”“Ja, the way she squealed as we fucked her was special,” the German grinned as he rushed in, a silver. She..." You see," Hope said, nodding in Lotty's direction. "And I'm putting good money on the theory that Lotty's quite a bit more open-minded than your mum is." It's not my fault if she's got her head shoved up her —" Sho! It doesn't matter. This wasn't the way to tell her. Why didn't you tell her when you told her I was coming?" She'd ... I don't know, alright. She's not easy to talk to." You didn't seem to have any trouble in there," Marcus pointed out, bringing a snort of laughter from. She can’t do shit by herself so that’s why she works with the organization, the big ass pay don’t hurt neither. So, yea you lose this power but you get something else.’ ‘Oh thank god, I thought I was going to lose everything.’ The relief was short-lived, very short-lived as he heard about the process and a bit more about the woman. She lived in a pretty large house in a private community so he didn’t have to worry about getting caught, or found in his case. The weird part was how her ability.