Nearly 10 mins….he made hard strokes I can feel his head hitting deep into my ass….he moaned. hmmmmmmmmm… haaaaaaa…. He is cumming…. Oh fuck...��.. a bad news for me… He cummed deep into my ass …the condom which he prepared is broken… even its original rubber it may also broke… that much hard strokes he had given,,,..he lied on my back…. Made me to lie on my stomach.. after few min…He took his tool out…removed the paper from it…saw its tip with a hole of his cock size…. We smiled…. He turned me. The mace immediately dropped back down, eliciting another, quieter crunch than the previous one. The reason for that was clear, as the hobgoblin had let go of the mace to reach up to his neck, his eyes wide in shock. It had no effect as blood continued to get past his hands, coating them red and dripping down his body. He fell to his knees before falling forward, his head rolling off and stopping a few feet away.I saw something out of the corner of my eye and turned to see Anja kneeling. " Ok, you're the expert," I said taking the new drink from his hands."Mmm, these are super," she sipped her second, "what is it called?"I had no idea."No idea," I said, "but it's time you got out and I'll ask Matt to make you a new one."I'm not sure she remembered she was still topless but she climbed out of the pool and sat on a bar stool next to me to accept a new drink from Matt."A beautiful drink for a beautiful lady," he said with a big smile."Thank you, Matt is it," she said shyly.With. The girl did not know how to help herself other than grab a hidden knife and stab her assailant. Now he was dead. When the landlord came up to the room, he almost had a stroke. The man was one Tim Cook, brother of Jeremiah Cook, the leader of one of London’s most notorious gangs. Realising the danger she was in, Charlene fled the whorehouse that same night. The house burned down the very next evening, and the word was out on the streets of London that Jeremiah Cook wanted Charlene Beckham.In.