It was painful, but I could feel my pussy starting to drip. I never really considered myself a lesbian, but I was getting insatiably turned on.Does sh... feel it too? I wondered, as Samantha started to loosen her grip. She took her knee out of my back and began to straddle me. Through the back of my shirt, I could feel the lips of her slit on the small of my posterior. She held me down on the bed by the back of my wrists, and whispered in my ear, “Think about all that I could do to you,” with a. Since she was on a small island off the south coast of Island, the mere presence of a vast tomb here was strange enough, but the traps she'd had to make her way through or disarm made it stranger still. The poisoned darts and trap doors revealing acid baths were par for the course in a place that looked like it had been chiselled from rock somewhere round the start of time, but what she hadn't expected were things like for instance making her way through a corridor, only to break a laser beam. "It's not about the football game is it?" I ask, faking concern. I know exactly what he wants to talk to me about; I just can't help but fuck with him a little. "Did somebody find out what happened on the team bus?" I ask excitedly."No. Nothing like that." He says, calming me down. "I have a favor to ask." He says. "Or maybe it's more a favor to do for you." He smiles."Well, you've got me intrigued." I answer, waiting for him to continue."Well..." He hesitates; glancing around to make sure no. Gina's flesh mixed with her own pussy juices made a perfect combination. When the final chunk of flesh was finished, Gina's pitiful moaning was over too, Mandy needed thick gloves to remove the red glowing iron from the roasted cunt. With an axe she separated the limbs from the body, the fresh wounds made it easier for the wild animals to eat, the smell of fresh blood also helped to bait them closer. Shortly before midnight she heard the first howls and soon others joint the night choir, Mandy.