Mileena's large cock stood at attention in front of the guard's face. "What the fuck?!" He exclaimed. "I knew you were some kind of genetic freak, but...this on a whole nother level." Why don't you take a closer look." Mileena grabbed the back of the guard's head and thrusted her cock into his eye. As the guard recoiled, Mileena then kneed him in the face, knocking him out cold. The other guard lunged forward with his spear, but Mileena teleported behind him and struck him in the back of his. Those were the rules. “Ok dad I know gosh” she rolled her eyes at me as I handed her money to get by the next few days. I had a gut feeling that she was going to do the exact opposite of those rules but my wife kept nagging me that I need to trust her. The vacation was off to a horrible start. My wife was just bitch bitch bitch the whole time. Even though we were only 3 hours away it felt like we were on this island of hell. After the third or fourth blow out I couldn’t take it anymore. I told. ”Janie O’Shea was a statuesque red head with a figure Hugh Heffner would kill to add to his collection. She stood a couple of inches over six feet with a deceptively lean musculature that could nonetheless make her the star of any gym when she worked out. Her red hair was slightly wavy and was cut short in what would once have been called a Farrah Fawcett style. The burnished locks framed a very pixie-like face that was more often than not dancing with impishness. Her bluish green eyes also. I twisted my head right and left in unison with his kissing and licking letting out occasional sighs. Then the unimagined happened. He kept his hand on my left breast and gave a little press. I was unable to control anymore turned to him and hugged him tightly. His hands roamed on my back.I said “Kalyan, I Love You” we looked into each other and we locked our lips again. It is a soft kiss but passionate. I was running my fingers through his and hairs. His hands were busy in exploring my back.