Standing back to look at my handiwork, I had to admit to a certain racy thrill inherent in the situation. She looked so damned vulnerable! ‘Twas th... work of a few seconds to truss up her left arm in a similar fashion. Andromeda herself could have looked no more helpless, shackled to that rock-face, awaiting the Kraken’s unwelcome attentions. Now Katie’s breasts are not what the drooling pervert might call voluminous but rather, sedate, well-rounded attributes that any girl would be proud to. He had been frightened. He knew he could fall in love with her, and deep down inside he knew he would. Twice he tried to back away, and twice he had failed. The first time he had made her angry. He had been stunned. He had no idea that she cared. He couldn’t stay away now, it was too late. She had told him about the ‘one.’ He remembered the ache he felt. He was married, she wasn’t. How could he possibly be her ‘one.’ ‘I hope you find him,’ his reply had been weak and transparent. She had. To find something important.That was it. I cocked my head and finally said to him, "I'm going to call you 'Hunter', since it makes a better name than 'Searcher.' 'Searcher' is more of a title, while 'Hunter' is a name I know at least one woman uses, even though it seems more masculine than feminine."I paused for his reaction. For a long moment, he didn't react at all. Could I have guessed to wrong about him? Then a slow smile creased his face. Hunter was obviously a careful thinker. That. Suck them.”She did, highlighting those wonderful plump lips and tongue of hers. I entered her again, this time grasping her thick thigh for leverage and smacking her beautiful ass.“Fuck me, Chad! Fuck me!”I responded by smacking her curvaceous ass. I loved it when she moaned my name. She moaned, then bit her lip hard. I looked at her cute, miniature breasts hop in their own way. I looked at her beautiful, breathless, ebony euphoric face. I realized... she's got it, alright. I fucked her until.