She was a very vanilla type of lady with submissive trait. Paulette explained that all she wanted to do was feel dominated in bed which she never had ...efore. Ryan was a very traditional man after all, so Paulette didn’t know what different sex kinks are out there. We finished up late just after midnight, and decided to call a night back to our hotel rooms. I decided to walk Paulette back to her room. As I walked her up to her room, she had slipped backward and accidentally grabbed my erected. I kicked his left knee and shattered it, so he dropped before he could get more than a couple of feet. The fuel jug had some sort of fail-safe cap on it, and it sealed-off as soon as the thug dropped it. I ignored the jug as I took after the other two men.I stayed low as I ran toward the nearest man with a gun. Both of the men were swinging their guns around trying to find something to shoot at, but neither one was having any luck finding me—I was simply moving too fast for them to register. Her gold ankle chain sparkled in the sunlight. Our arms around each other, we strolled slowly through the manicured grounds towards the restaurant, stomachs begging for nourishment to replace that used in lovemaking. We ate slowly, casually, pouring over the myriad of brochures that describe the many attractions, planning the adventures of the day. Our eyes met frequently, holding, exploring, exchanging messages that only we understand. Her tongue passed slowly over her lips as a sparkle. Adriana’s heels clicked on the sidewalk and she silently thanked the breeze that played against her stockinged thighs as she hurried up the steps of the library. She was nearing the top of that mountain of stairs, slightly winded from the stack of books she held tight against her chest when the whistle rang through the summer air. It was enough to set her heart racing and her feet clash against each other. As she threw out her arms to catch herself, she caught sight of where the sound had come.