In fact, I never swear, so even I was under the spell of my nasty words from a minute ago. Azem looked again like that guy who scared me so much at ...he airport, and nothing close to the sweet caring lover I got to know afterwards. Muli was right behind him. I've read enough in the papers about Albanian men treating their females as servants who always must obey, but one never believes before the self-experience. Fortunately, Azem's hand must have still hurt enough after the incident at. Still, my hips don’t bother to stop, I thrust harder and harder, deeper and deeper. “She’s crying.” I tell myself…but I no longer really care. Melting around my dick is my girls’ virgin pussy…and I just let instincts take over.I keep her under me, slapping my balls against her ass, fucking her as hard as I can, listening to her “No! Baby please stop! It hurts!” but it just makes me want to fuck harder. I have already lost control of myself to the ecstasy I feel. Pounding her violently, I feel. I've heard that they are working on sealed batteries that will never need maintenance, but they aren't on the market yet. Get me the torch from the glove compartment, and I'll show you what you need to do."I passed him the torch, and he popped off a couple of the rubber caps and showed us the level of the electrolyte above the lead plates. He told us that he'd done this not long ago, and that the levels were fine."You don't want to overfill them; it's quite a strong acid, and you don't want it. As the door opened, Brandon stepped back and let me go in first. He followed with his right hand on the doorknob and closed it sharply as he stepped in. With his left hand, he grabbed my arm and swung me around as I heard the door slam shut. Suddenly, both arms were around me holding me close as his lips contacted mine in a kiss. A small kiss - very gentle - that sent shivers up my spine.I dropped my notebook and place my arms around his. I wasn't going to let him be the only one that was.