My head snapped around, eyebrows furrowing. Thrak let out a grunt and hefted his greataxe. It was a wicked weapon, double-headed, each blade a crescen... that could hew through a man thanks to Thrak’s strength. He headed to the stairs leading down from above, readying himself.“A trap we missed?” I asked, frowning, my stomach curdling.“Perhaps,” grunted Thrak. “The entire castle has to hear this. We’re fighting our way out now.”I grabbed a second vial of Thrak’s cum and downed it. I would need. With each thrust of Jerome pelvic, I could hear my self going 'UNNNGGGH, UNNNGGGHH, UNNNGGGHHH,' as he continued to sex my helpless butt. The pain was intense and radiating from my anal cavity as each of my inner anal sphincter muscle ring relinquished and allowed his enormous penile head to enter farther and farther into my body. My thighs and legs were shaking violently from the sexual assault and now my entire body was beginning to respond like wise. I was just a mass of quivering flesh. On the very day of holi I got up late, I saw everyone outside has started playing holi, then there I saw my angel getting wet by my uncle and other ladies of the house. I freshen up, I was waiting for the ryt time I was scared to try that infront my uncle and mom; after half an hour or so they dispersed, she was playing with her son in the porch, I moved out, she saw me dry she with no colours she took the bucket of water and threw over me she brought the colour she had and applied it on my. He was a small guy, maybe 5-7, with dirty blond flyaway hair that hung down to his neck, usually held in place by a ball cap. He had some kind of fringe growing along his jawline, a turn-off for me, but the ass more than compensated. I’m guessing he was in the 25-28 year old range.I had taken to spending late afternoons reading on the front porch, which I found to be a relaxing pastime. Work is stressful and after I escape the office, I need to decompress. A quiet session with a book does the.