The lamplight illuminates Jaano’s dark features, lending a mysterious obscurity to his handsomeness and giving the whites of his eyes an otherworldl... look. He bears the cast of a hero of the ancient sagas; a semi-divine champion of destiny. Ill-fated though most of these heroes are; their prowess in love-craft is proverbial. I smile at him as he abruptly shifts his weight now from one buttock to the other. In the process, his thick cock slaps against his thigh, leaving a small wet imprint. It. Some were licking their mistress' asses, pussies, or tits and even some getting an enema. She was still watching when Melissa kicked her between her legs causing her to yell out in pain."On your hand and knees slut. I'm going to ride that ass of yours." Melissa directed.Joan got up and turned on her hands and knees as she had seen a woman do seconds earlier. Her will to resist was gone and replace with the need to come. She felt Melissa weight on her back and her hair being pulled by the roots. No reason to make it any less clinical than it needed to be. I mixed the hair with the sulfur and egg, shaking it before pouring it over the woman’s hair. Something that color, that soft and fine? It shouldn’t be so short. The process is somewhat like pulling dough. The hair stretches and thickens with the egg.. Soon that shoulder length hair was properly down to her breasts. Not too long, some of our clientele ask that the hair be pooled on the floor like their new toy was Rapunzel. Next came. But age has no consern to me. I take what I want, at any given time, and place, where ever that is. This is from one of my hunts.Monday, noon. I'm heading for city, walk the pedestrian street in center and enters Sears, and I roam the place, looking for a pray. In the department for lingery I spot her, a yount woman, 5'4" and around 120 pounds, nice figure and blond. Discretely I follow her, watching as she finds some frilly underwear, and then when she enters the changing cubicles. After 10.