There was no need to pretend being nice. Disposing of the cig, he grabbed her head and smooched her roughly, taking care to bite her lips. They tasted...better with the salty taste of her blood. He rougly shoved his tongue into her face, licking her inner walls as she struggled to adjust. He loved the way she struggled futilely against him. he kept a firm grip on her head, using her soft hair to hold her in position. his free hand grabbed her mehendi clad hands and pushed them behind her. he. I had met her when I had previously been invited round for drinks, however she seemed to have become more of a woman since I had last seen her. She was 19, turning 20, about 5' 10'' and has got a stunning well trimmed figure.I pressed the entry phone and told her to come in and I would be down in a minute as I was just finishing some printing.I became aware of her standing in the office doorway. I turned and there she stood there in her underwear - blue panties and a lovely white spotted bra. . She arrived that evening and they each took a bong hit, did a line and cracked open some beers. The guy then started asking her if she had ever had coke sprinkled on her pussy. She said that “No, she had never tried that”. He said that he had read in Playboy that putting coke on a guys cock before fucking was supposed to be awesome. So after some nervous giggling they decided to go ahead and give it a try. She said “So here I go from never even having kissed this guy to agreeing to letting. I do not know who you are or what this is. Release me at once. What you are doing is punishable by the death penalty.”The Thauran laughed. “Oh, Paul, we went through all this trouble to get you. Besides, at the end of our quest is true immortality, the complete elimination of death. So even if your demands would be anything but utterly impotent, they meant nothing.”“My work is not secret, never was. What do you want?”“Much better! A Smilak has been introduced into your body. We think you know.