For her part, Shauna later admitted to me that she came so many times there was no way to count. She still loves me and does not even really like Nick... but she couldn't or wouldn't stop him from taking what he wanted from her. By the time I woke up in the living room, all that was left of them was the destruction they left in their wake. Clothes and cushions were thrown around the room like they had stripped off and fucked right in front of me before leaving a trail of spilled wine toward our. “Fuck yes,” she grinned through those tiger teeth of hers. “Give it to me.”“Give what to you?” I said, stroking my cock inches away from her face. “Your fucking load,” she breathed. “A hot sticky cum load. A big fucking wad of jizz for me. For my face. For these fire-engine red lips. For my skin. Fucking give it to me. Come on.” She grabbed my cock again, sucked it a few more times and stroked it.But I was onto her game. It was a battle of wills, like I said, and she wanted me to win, no. Written perhaps by a woman, there were maids written with equal truth? That book has no bawdy word in it; but bawdy acts need the bawdy ejaculations; the erotic, full-flavored expressions, which even the chastest indulge in when hut, or love, is in its full tide of performance. So I determined to write my private life freely as to fact, and in the spirit of the lustful acts done by me, or witnessed; it is written therefore with absolute truth and without any regard whatever for what the world. She knows this menace is not a simple-minded creature, but one that is capable of acting upon perceived threats. It may not be sentient, but it certainly isn’t stupid.The beast screams at her, having tossed her spear aside and out of reach, and sprints at her in a mad rush. A sword is dangerous, but not as much as being impaled would have been. Thus, it intends to trample her under its feet and end her life. Beak wide, neck extended, feathers puffed out along its neck as it screams, and comes.