The couch is leather and cold on her naked legs. She always insists on wearing revealing clothing yet becomes confused when men stare at her chest whe... she speaks. It’s like a game of cat and mouse with this one. ‘So Chayne how can we help today?’ Well Dr. B I want thank you for seeing me so quickly. I don’t know how else to say this so I am just going to put it all the way out there: I just can’t stop fucking! Dr. B it is like a curse. I have already laid with six men already and the week has. I shot him first, and then the man in the suit, then the commander and then the bodyguard driver who died as he leaned against the Land Cruiser lighting his second cigarette.We fell on them like wolves on sheep and we killed them ... killed them all.As we quickly moved through the burning tents and vehicles I knew there would be hell to pay when I got back to base.Out of the darkness a man appeared, his face and uniform bloodied. He was very close, and as I shot him the grenade he was holding. Having reached the age of her sexual prime, her body, starved of contact, was reacting like a recovering addict in the first moments of relapse. She hated the situation, but loved the sensations. Further teasing her, I began rubbing her clit with fast strokes of my fingers, sending a continuous stream of lightning through her body and making her moan.“Come on, beg for it. You know you want to be fucked harder. You love that I’m raping you.”“No!” she countered, turning away from me to hide her. No one have ever said that I have a nice ass before," she laughed."You must be k**ding!" No. Honestly."She reached after the soap and handed it to me."Your reward for the compliment is that you have to wash me."I leathered my hands and slipped a little forward to enable me to reach her better. I put my hand down under the water to give my cock a quick squeeze before I washed mother, but somehow the bottom of the tub was more slippery than I had anticipated and I almost sk**ded head on into my.