So many bad things – so many betrayals, all at the hands of those he trusted and loved. And every time he tried, something else crashed down. He cou...dn't even save another's life without being made the villain. It was so desperately unfair and wrong. And then he'd died, saving her life.On top of her survivor's guilt, it was too much. And she needed Hillier now. More than ever in her life, she needed a cock inside her, - any cock, - that could make her feel something.Hillier was still dazed.. .....Yes............Yes............there, it...............................................................cums. You buck and cum so hard your pussy juice squirts all over me and you just keep cumming and I just keep fucking your ass. You scream oh fuck and just as I hit that spot one more time you cum again and this time your juice flow is thick and there is a lot of it. When you settle down and is hardly moving, I tell you that’s how I want you to cum from now on, you understand me! Babe what. *Whats that youre hiding* she purred/ a comic kittenish voice shed been cultivating over the past few days. Byron scratched his stubbly chin and grinned as she threw back the quilt. Miss Babylon was smiling too. She could see that her boyfriend was getting hard. Just from watching her little striptease. She climbed up on top of him then – her knees sinking into the matress on either side of his body – and took his thing in her small fist. Warm. Swelling up under the touch of ~~~~~ *Kuh!* The. Rose wants their first meeting to be dazzling. A lover’s first impression should never be dispassionate and she wants him to melt for her, this man she has only ever encountered by correspondence. Rose sighs. As lasting impressions go, the first is always the most deadly. She has planned things so their meeting is tomorrow, at 3pm. It means she has the whole night ahead of her, one more long night to let her imagination run rampant. Behind her glasses, Rose closes her eyes. At the airport.