Her sharp nails digging into the flat muscles of my chest. my hands roam over her exploring her body that I already seem to know in exquisite detail y...t still experience the thrill of discovery at every feature down to the individual hairs.And there is music to it. The wordless cries she makes, rising and falling. Her soft lips slightly ajar letting out a soundless whisper of pure ecstasy at every move I make. Her sigh. her hot breath passin over my skin as we combine together. My racing heart.. He forwarded me all of their messages from when they first met online back in January, which included five faceless naked pictures, plus the one he mentioned that included her face. There were messages with their hotel plans for Miami and messages that talked about how much fun they had there. Then there were the messages where my Mom gave Dylan our address and instructed him exactly where to park and walk. All kinds of messages with mine and my Dad's schedules. This was all the proof I needed.. Then he pushed. hard. As he did it, I heard Charlotte gasp, then squeal as she came. It must have turned her on alot to see her husband abuse a thirteen year old girl like this. It turned me on even more, and after a second, my throat opened up, and I felt that giant shank of meat slip past my esophagus, right past my gag reflex. Then I was his to do with what he pleased. I was impaled on that thing, and he fucked my mouth like I was an experienced whore. And I loved every erotic,. “Oh no,” she groaned, suddenly facing the reality of an approaching demon.As the creature neared, Salpaad was unsure whether it was going to eat her or…The creature spread its wings. Salpaad’s eyes dropped down. The creature was most definitely male and it was evidently pleased to see her. Far from exaggerating, if anything, Mahlah had underestimated the dimensions.“What do I do?” Salpaad yelled.The creature stopped, obviously alarmed by the human’s cry. There was an odd kind of pressure in.