Vindictus, I sobbed as I shook him in a desperate attempt to revive his still form. His breathing was already slowing, the blood beginning to bubble u... in his throat. I kept muttering Oh my Goddess over and over again, the fear and sorrow overwhelming me. I grasped the handle of the sword that was still embedded in his abdomen. Please, please let this work, I prayed silently as I placed my right hand over the massive wound in my husbands body. I called upon the magik, speaking the incantation. Max gently shifted his weight from the wall. With his knife held loosely in his left hand, he moved his right foot away from his hiding place. Slowly he moved in painstaking awareness that at any second he could be discovered. Insects buzzed and fed on Max's exposed flesh, but he made no move to brush them away. Conservation of movement is the key to stealth. Stealth is the key to success. Max was determined to be successful.Suddenly Max moved. His right hand jammed the lit Cuban into the. “Can I...Can I thrust? Will I hurt you?” At his size it was no surprise he was concerned about doing harm with that monstrous member, but I was no ordinary girl and just gave his ass an encouraging spank. Eyes dancing he took my head in his hands again and fucked himself in and out of my throat, pulling perhaps half his length out in a gurgly spray of spit. I wouldn’t get to properly measure him until later, but I’d later learn he was an astonishing eighteen inches in length and was therefore. “So Mike, what is the wildest thing that have ever done driving in a car?” He turns quickly to look at me as I pull out of the lot quickly without waiting for him to put his seatbelt on. He still hasn’t answered me so I decide to be wild and hit the gas. I have no fucking clue where I am or where I’m going but who cares, right? “I didn’t take you for the silent type. Okay well I will start then. I have driven with my shirt off.” I look at him and then pull my shirt over my head with quick.