Estelle took another long drag on her cigarette and took it from between her lips. She loved the sensual way a freshly-lit cigarette looked between he... fingers: the contrasts of the white of the cigarette; the orangy-brown of the filter; the bright, greasy red of her lipstick, thicky coating the filter; the paleness of her fingers and the bright, glossy red of her fingernails; and finally the soft, comforting whisps of sensual, blue cigarette smoke, seeping from the filter and curling round her. You knew it was blood since your father had trained you in the way of the bow from a young age, and you had recently scored your first kill alone. It was a rabbit which you had nicked with an arrow in its side. Different thoughts filled your mind but you felt it was just your father skinning an animal. It was only then that you saw something peculiar, a glass shard was on your table. Your family wasn't exaclty poor, but not rich enough by a mile to purchase glasswork. A faint glimmer caught. ” she gasped out. “Get your fing..” “Yes!!” I cut her off “Yes, sluts take it up the ass! You wanna be a slut, be my slut, you’re gonna get it in the ass!” I quickly added as my finger rolled around inside her humid dark hole. I quickly pulled on her hips as I ordered her onto her hands and knees. She limply obeyed.I used my knees to spread her legs apart as my cock rested on the crack of her ass. I slipped my cock into her pussy to lube it with some of her juice as I spread her ass cheeks with. ‘What’s this you’re watching?’ ‘Oh, nothing much,’ she smiled. She hadn’t told Simon about her new life as a freelance pair of breasts. ‘I transferred you the last couple of rent payments, so I’m up to date, you’ll be pleased to hear.’ ‘Thanks, Emma,’ said Simon. ‘Sure you’re okay for money?’ ‘I’m doing some part time work,’ Emma smiled. ‘Money’s good. In fact, I’m watching this film as research.’ ‘How so?’ Emma was enjoying this teasing guessing game. ‘See the actress in this scene? Know her.