”I: Sorry beta I met a very old friend and had to entertain him. But from now I’m only yours.I purposely stressed on the words “ONLY YOURS” an... carrying her went past Puno as if she did not exist. Did I see tears in her eyes. Fuck her, she deserves it.{Plz freeze this moment, imagine the scene. There was I seething with anger and despair trying to avoid the love of my life and treating her like shit. And was portraying myself to be very proud and hard. }Suddenly they were hugging each other and. The steamy depths into which I had plunged my tool were holding me in a firm velvet grip. Suzie moved her head about, seeking to leave no corner of Marie's sex unlapped. Suzie's pussy throbbed along my iron-like length, and I began to fuck her slowly. This seemed to distract Suzie from her task, although Marie, now lost in the depths of her own satisfaction, did not appear to notice. I plowed along.Marie twisted, cooed, and looked as if she were about to yank Suzie's hair out by the roots, yet. “No!” I screamed as we almost flew over the tops of the soldiers, their spears flying up to stab us. “We have to go back! They have Chantelle!”“Sorry, mother,” Cora growled when she landed. My manticore daughter leaped again, carrying us to the top of the hills. “I cannot fight them all. I can only save you.”“No, no!” I screamed. “We can't leave my wife to those brutes! Please!”“We won't forever,” Cora said, jumping again. “Lamia has found us an ally.”“An ally?”“Yes!” Cora hissed. “Lamia. Turning the light back off naked she walked across her apartment and into the kitchen. There followed the usual routine she followed most mornings: turn on the Nespresso machine; grab a mug; grab a coffee pod; and once the lights stop flashing press it once, and then a second time. The coffee machine still doing its thing she headed back to her bedroom, grabbing the clothes from the floor and throwing them into the laundry bin as she opened one of her drawers, pulling out a black, mid-thigh.