I continue to thrust myself deep within you, causing you to scream loudly. The next few moments become a blur, all I care about is being inside of yo..., and consuming you. It’s not long before you begin to scream again. Your legs are bent around me; your nails dig deep into my arse, as you pull me as close as you can. Every thrust takes me closer to the edge, moans, gasps, and screams escape from you. I try to hold on, but your velvet walls clench my cock harder. You start cumming in deep. See if you can have someone remove the blood. If they need advice, ask at the temple of Kassandra. They should know how." She was looking at me in a new light. Fear warred with duty in her face. I went from a tall mysterious stranger to a mass murderer in one simple bag of clothes.I was down to three outfits that didn't have any blood on them and none of those were clean. "Tara, come here." I pointed next to the bed. She approached cautiously.I pointed to my scars across my stomach. "See these?. Then she would simply smile at me, nibble on myearlobes, or perhaps breathe hotly on my lips and throat, and get up andwalk away, leaving me more desperately needful, more aware of mydisguised masculinity than ever.And in some ways, that was the worst of all.So I hurried on, wiggling my leg up and back (Odd, how I no longerthought of it as two legs, it had been bound together so long, just as Inever thought much about my pinioned arms any more) , ignoring the way mybare tits slid across the. You’re beautiful” I quickly added as she approached me.During our tryst in the disabled toilet in the nightclub I hadn’t seen any of her body - I’d just pulled her panties to the side and plunged my cock into her wet pussy. This was a total surprise - a wonderful surprise.She saw the look of admiration on my face.“I’m glad that someone likes what I have to offer ... and it’s ALL on offer right now” she added before she hugged me, pressing her fantastic body against mine, with her lips seeking.