It’s a last resort when everything else has failed.“Giving me that potion was a rite of passage: realizing that people think you are more importan.... And promising to save yourself rather than those people around you who die so you can live.“If I did that ... if I saved her, then I would have had to face Beckett this morning and ask him to go forward knowing I had already used my emergency safety potion. I would have just been a little girl, unable to make the hard decisions, asking him to trust. Julia looked around desperately for a means of escape, there was no one close who looked American, she could not trust the police, it seemed hopeless and then Carla returned."Your size?" she queried as she produced some very worn black strap shoes with maybe four or five inch heels, she jammed them on Julia's feet and clicked them in place with a padlock through the ankle strap."I can't walk in heels," Julia protested."Sure you can," Carla laughed, now a couple of final touches, she said as she. Then in a minute her saree and my dress was off our skin. She was talking, “ithuku than da wait pannan , Iniku neeyum nanum than, Enaku vera entha yosanayum illa (This is what I waited for, I dont have any regrets, Its just you and me today!)”. So we became sweaty naked in 2 mins and we found the bed in the third minute. I kissed her inch by inch, from her head to toe, from her nails to inbetween her legs. All that I could hear was her heavy breath and soft moans. She was constantly moaning. I could feel a load building up. She pulled off my cock and told me she didn't know if she could swallow it or what to do. I told her I wanted to deposit the first load deep into her pussy.She didn't hesitate. She got up, straddled my cock and slowly lowered herself down. Watching her facial expression I could tell she wanted it as bad as I did. Up and down, up and down, I was watching her juices running down my cock, pooling in a mass of wetness on my pelvic area. We were both making noises.