The night elf tried to pull back, but he couldn't get out of her reach without giving her room to break his hold. Kyla made contact and felt the night...elf jerk against her. His cock throbbed powerfully against her spine, spurting cum between her shoulderblades as her own loins spasmed, splattering the arena floor with droplets of her juices. Letting a moan out through clenched teeth, Kyla shut her eyes for a moment and forced herself to stay lucid through the haze of orgasmic. I am sorry but I don’t want to disclose her measurements which may lead some desperate guys to imagine her and masturbate. But, I would say that she has a proper well-maintained body with whatever required at right places in right amount with right curves which could make any guy go gaga over her. After the event is done during the dinner time, I saw she was alone having her dinner. Then I thought I would approach her to compliment for the way she was handling the event. I did appreciate her. Dad now could never pay it all back. We were in the shit big time, you could say, with no real way out. At this point, I had come home after college one early evening, and found Mum and Dad sitting opposite each other in the lounge, in the presence of Kabuls two big heavies, Abdul and Karim, who were sitting on our sofa. Obviously some sort of heated discussion had been taking place, because the room suddenly went silent as I came in. The tension between the four seated people was so thick it. ”“To tell you the truth, that was my thoughts too. Next question, what do I do?”“I see three options. One, you agree and meet her. I think that’s the only way you’ll have to find out what she wants. Two, you send her a letter of regret. I don’t think it would matter if it were polite or not. Johnson won’t like it. It won’t change anything, but it’ll irritate Emily. Or three, don’t do anything. You still won’t know anything, Emily will still be mad. Maybe madder because it’ll seem like you’re.