Once his royal cock was buried deeply within her greedy, insatiable pussy -- once his handsome face was screwed up in that singular moment of pure ecs...asy just before the fall -- Moira whispered her greatest wish in a language so evil that a weak-hearted mortal would die from pure, abject terror. Her prince’s eyes flew open, and Moira saw wild fear in his eyes. Then his body was racked with shudders of a pleasure so painful that he cried out terribly as his life essence spilled into Moira’s. I sat by her side and said ‘chachi bra…’ she said ‘ok’ and I removed the knuckles. I was going to start the massage chachi said ‘paavada kurachu thazthiyekku… ’ (please pull the under skirt a little lower..). I was star struck what am I hearing. I felt really confident that she is feeling comfortable with me. I untied the knot of the under skirt and pulled it down for making me easier to pull it down chachi lifted her body a little up from the bed. I pulled the under skirt up to the waist band. Malcolm was working my ass, moving with deliberate slowness now, as he shifted positions & varied the depth & pace of his strokes. i was deep moaning loudly & i wrapped my legs tightly around his waist as he worked his long, thick monster cock in & out of my frantically clutching fuck-hole. after what seemed like 4ever, i felt malcolm's cock start 2 swell even further & his balls pull up tight 2 the base of his cock. he was at the point of no return & as he was about 2 come, i wrapped my legs. Tara walked beside her, calling her name repeatedly. Lena murmured something about needing to go home, and Tara allowed her to drive off. Somehow, Lena managed to reach the house without crashing her car. Walking inside, she carefully placed the jukebox down on the old coffee table and sat down slowly onto the couch. Her fingers trembled as she slowly reached out and pressed the button for track thirteen. The sound of "Paradise City" filled the room, but there was no smoke. No light. Nothing.