It glistened. But not from sweat. There were splotches of blood and patches of drying fatty tissue all along the length and behind it all a thin slimy...substance that told her that this thing had come from inside her body. There had been no warning signs except for the odd paunch she had strangely developed as a teenager and then there were the cramps but she just chalked those up to her periods. But now. As she lay sitting up in bed she realized she now had questions she had no answers to. A. She let me know he was at the party and would I fuck her after she left . She couldn't talk but thought he would meet her in the garage. twenty minutes I didn't hear a word from her and then I get a tex. She said that ass hole brought a friend into the garage and didn't tell me and half way through he surprised us and they held me there and took turns fucking me and I didn't want them to cum in me but they both made swallow after fucking both holes. I am going to try to leave now but the. "Caroline blushed. "That's just a lucky coincidence. After all, women's bodies aren't that different from one another."I had to admit that Caroline looked exceptionally sexy in her underwear. But then she always did. She probably knew that her body was just made to bring out the best in Ramon's creations - and Ramon's creations were made to enhance the beauty of her sensual body. That's why she had such a large collection of sexy lingerie and couldn't stop looking at herself in the mirror. My. ..?«, I am wondering aloud, mesmerised by the calming quality of her purring voice. I know already about the flexible border between pleasure and pain, and about the nagging desire to linger on that mind-bending threshold again and again. And as Amarsis said: Pleasure and pain are counteractive emotional chemicals, but when they're mixed in equal proportions they melt perfectly into ecstasy! Kundali sighs: »Well, punishing their tails until they swell from suffering! But that seemed to heat the.