Heloíse licked her lips when she saw another drop of precum ooze out. Murilo had been so sweet and romantic today and she felt like she hadn’t real...y done anything for him. And she wouldn't mind tasting some cum right now, even though she knew that it would probably only be a few drops.“Ehm, Vó, I’m going to have to call you back, there… something I need to do.” Heloíse looked at Murilo in a naughty manner.“Okay anjinho, talk to you later.” Ana Clara smiled to herself. She could hear Murilo’s. In her anger she began tearing at the buttons on the front of her dress, as her dress opened revealing her red bra and matching lace panties. She grabbed a chunk of my hair and pulled my head towards her, as she lowered and twisted my head the full beauty of her body passed my face. The pain from her slap had started to dissipate and to see her in her full lingerie clad glory was counteracting the emotions I had just experienced for the first time. She pulled my head down until I was bent over. He leaned close to whisper in her ear. “I wouldn’t do that, if I were you, missy. If you get them other women involved, I’d just have to kill ‘em.” He pulled her face downward so she could see the pistol tucked into his waistband. “Now, I really don’t want to have to do that. After all, this is between me and you. You understand?” Selena gave a small nod of her head as she felt her hopes plummet. She didn’t want to risk her friends getting hurt, and she didn’t doubt for a second that Jeb was. It echoed in the starry sky filling the air with the gurgling pain of something. The sound did indeed come from a human. A man infact. Yes a man by the name of Louku lay in pain on the snowy earth. He was chained to a tree by shackles at his wrists and ankles. His hair was dark brown and dirty from his days in captivity. He looked strong and handsome, but bruises littered his body making his tanned skin look weak. His eyes were a shocking green color but seemed dull from torcher. He wore torn.