But this morning we’re going to let her sleep. Let’s give the condemned woman one last good night’s sleep.’ He stepped forward a little, ‘Y...u got it?’ Ms. Henderson answered, ‘The Colonel won’t like it.’ ‘So what! She’s in my house, in my care. I’m the one responsible for her until the firm decides.’ He paused, ‘Decides to get rid of her.’ He regrouped, ‘She may belong to the firm, but she’s mine until I say otherwise. Now come on back to the kitchen and have some coffee.’ There wasn’t much. Shefelt him thicken, anticipating him shooting down her throat. Thetextures of the different material used to fasten her to the chair andaround her eyes felt so good on her skin. The combination of the senseswas incredible. She had never felt anything like this before. She didnot want it to stop.Fingers pinched at her nipples. They rolled and tweaked the hard nubs.Other hands played at her ass, running around the rim of her tight hole.Fingers were playing with her pussy and clit. Kris did not. . I wasn't screaming anymore, i was panting like a bitch being fucked hard-core and involuntarily, my dick started launching spurts of pee in a random rhythm.Here i was, peeing myself, being fucked so hard i only believed in movies happened, with my tongue out, panting and trying from time to time to let out a "fuck me, fuck me harder", only to lose my words halfway and sink into that sea of pleasure. It did not took long and i felt him grabbing my hips hard, pulling me towards him so he could. One of them is the human battlemage, Cesar Iglessias; while the other is the High Elven Archeress, Janissa Lyssandra. The two had run into one another in a small tavern outside of the Great Sulphur Wastelands, doing some freelance work, as part of a 20-person team. They were the only ones that survived the adventure, and brought with them vast amounts of wealth, as well as a sense of bonding. They also shared a common view that the world, as vast as it is, needs a balance between good and evil,.