I was on the edge. All I needed was a little push. I got it when Mustache reached out and pinched my nipple, pressing his fingers tightly together, cu...ting off the blood flow. I felt my pussy tighten around his buddy’s cock, clenching as he hammered into me, groaning as he used me to pull himself deep into my needy fuck hole, suddenly shooting his load into me.I let out a hard gasp as my nipple was suddenly released, intense pleasure throbbing through my tit, my clit, crashing through me as I. He crawled into the bed lay on his back and asked, “Now what?”This was my first good look at what he was packing. He was easily nine inches long and thick as a baby’s arm. Below that was a set of balls easily as big as mine and heavy with cum. “Now I get to suck that monster!”I crawled up from the foot of the bed between his legs. I stopped to kiss his muscular inner thighs. He must have liked it because he let out a low moan as I did it. I worked my way up his thighs, kissing and licking. Abigail didn't stay still. She rushed in after the thrown bolt. Feeling returned to her left arm. Her wound still burned and smoked, but she had removed the white oak's purity didn't, returning control to her limb. She snarled, her fangs growing. Samantha's blood smelled sweet.Samantha threw her crossbow.The large weapon hurtled at Abigail. She raised her forearms, letting the weapon bounce off of her. She kept running. She wasn't a weak human to be slowed down that easily. She lowered her. I did all these things to your mother - to your 'umma'." He paused while Guljana sobbed. "I ordered her to be released in the morning, to be thrown in the gutter ... and then she thanked me! Your mother - my dear, sweet Zahida - fell on her knees and thanked ME for saving her life!" Guljana looked up, gasping in amazement at her father's words. "I ... I had her arrested again the next day. This time we..." He went silent, as if wondering what to tell her. "Guli, your mother and I ... we became.