' forced through clenched teeth, she came... And came... Legs humping her pussy up and hands forcing my fingers down, I had to use my strength to keep...from pushing her panties deep into her hole. Normally I wouldn't have cared but I'd promised not to deflower, even by accident, this virgin pussy.Gradually Rose Ann's convulsions grew weaker and more infrequent as I lessened the pressure of my fingers and moved them to massage her mound instead of her puffy pussy lips. Rose Ann seemed frozen in. This time with a lot more clarity as to what he wanted. It did not take but a moment before she was across his lap, his shaft twitching slightly where her stomach was pressed against it as his hand immediately went between her legs, parting them much more assertively and insistently. His hand was claiming her easily, sliding into her wetness without a moment’s hesitation. And she was wet, maybe not as wet as before, but sucking him off had gotten her warmed up again, even though he had not cum. Any other woman in her position would have become exhausted andsuffocated hours ago, but Conine was cursed now with the stamina and willfulnessof her warrior heritage. She would not surrender to her inevitable fatebefore her body had failed her. Now it was night. Pummeling heat hadbeen replaced by a slight chill. The wind blew across the hilltop and ruffledConine's now matted hair. 'Oh please,' Satyra sobbed, straining towards the flickering image of herlover's suffering. 'Pease let me help. She could tell now that this girl had taken care to remove any pubic hair that would show when wearing a bikini, for the hair covering the front end of her slit had a sharp edge. Local women had a smaller area of pubic hair that softened into the intimate skin of their crotch. Her own crotch was like that. She thought this was much more attractive and why men didn't always prefer local girls, she couldn't imagine. She'd been told that American girls called their pubic hair their muff, and now.