My skin felt hot. I could smell everybody. I was in heat. My overdeveloped bimbo body was reacting to everything, and it all felt good. I wanted more....My clothes felt restrictive. I wanted to be naked. I wanted to be on all fours watching in a mirror while somebody pounded me silly from behind. I was built for fucking. I wanted one long screaming orgasm, and then another. And this was from someone who still had her brains. There was no way…no way…that someone who had their brains dimmed by the. James just stared at this beautiful creature before him. How did I deserve this? He thought, then turned his thoughts back to her. Her full, soft, breasts were free now, and she was slowly sliding her pants down. James could stand it no longer. He pulled her to him. She gave out a little cry of surprise at his audacity, but recovered and straddled him. The feel of his hardening cock through his jeans turned her on even more. Then his lips touched her neck. Dear lord he was good. His tongue. “Chuck, why are you calling me at 2:30 in the morning? Why do I need to be awake?” She was almost hysterical in the sound of panic in her voice.“Eagle and Sara were killed last night. Probably by some child sex traffickers. The girls are under the Tribal Police protection. I am leaving as soon as I can get a flight to go retrieve them and bring them here. I know it’s bad news, and I know it’s late, but I couldn’t put off telling you. I will call you with the arrangements as soon as I find out. I quickly replied, “I think you are confusing passionate, with frustrated.” She slapped my face again and remained still, staring me down. Letting me know that she would not move or back down from me. “Why did you slap me again, Adrianna?” I asked her. “Because I wanted to, pig,” She calmly replied, “I told you that you are not a man. A real man would never insult a woman. A real man would be begging for me to allow him to kneel at my feet by now.” I half growled my reply, “I think you are.