.." Jasmine slurred. As she mouthed these syllables, the Shepherd struck again, binding Jasmine's left hand to her right knee. She melted to the floor...on her left side and could feel the tentacles probing between her lower thighs. A glaze covered Jasmine's eyes and she found herself craving for their caress. Distractedly, she drew up at her sundress with her right hand.A second Shepherd had arrived and shot its meaty limb across her throat. It used its grip upon her flesh to draw itself closer. And then it happened.My whole body exploded, an earth shattering orgasm ripping through my body, my pussy tightening up on his fingers, my juices exploding, his tongue lapping up at them. My brain went blank, my vision went fuzzy, my breath caught in my chest, I screamed in pleasure, moaning uncontrolably. I was momentarily paralyzed completely.He grinned really big, and dove for my neck. He planted hard, passionate kisses all up and down my neck, biting and sucking. I knew there would be so. The dance of the seven veils took on new meaning when Marisol Hari used it to catapult her presence into the den of scheming spies and assassins swirling about in a backdrop of black market deals and international arms trafficking. Her luscious hips were a perpetual motion machine that distracted eyes and brains while she plotted to find chinks in every player's defenses.The dancing girl who took her under her wing took great care in schooling Marisol in the ways of manipulating men to give up. I mean so fucking good sliding deep inside like it had on the beach. Being so wet and stretched from earlier his cock slid easier into my tight pussy this time. Then he began to pump it in while breathing heavy as it filled my insides, as I now heard the slapping of his balls on my ass. Fuck he was so strong using my body as it was stuffed with his hard cock. Fuck, shit, I cried out as he pounded. Bitch I going to stretch that pussy out, he said while fucking me. Yeah, oh fuck yeah I cried.