A sound of horse and carriage?You slowly opened your eyes. The first you see is fog, a thickass fog. You barely can see anything farther than 10 meter... from you. You realized you are now sitting on a carriage."Hey you! You are finally awake!" you noticed that someone is sitting across you, an elderly man with perfectly white hair. He is wearing a robe that looks like it was made by the finest white silk. "You were trying to save that woman right? Stabbed few times on your guts by that. Her leg’s in pretty bad shape, and wedon’t know if she’ll ever be able to walk right again. Johnny thinks we should just put her out of her misery right now, before she suffers anymore.’ At this, Tripp paused for a moment. ‘I just can’t do it. I have to give her a shot,’ he said quietly, almost whispering. A tear slowly descended along my cheek. Tripp turned to me with sadness in his beautiful green eyes, which normally held an air of confidence. He looked at me, not as he had before at the. After the first encounter I was more eager to fuck her now than ever during the week that past I caught glimpses of her in the bath and even heard her one night when I was in my own bed she was maturbating as I could hear the her moans and groans I was wondering what she was fantasing about.I had to wank my hard cock at the sounds of her masturbating and wished it was me playing with her wet pussy and hard nipples.It was now Friday and my mom informed me that she was going out tonight for some. He came up to kiss me before whispering, "I told you," and I laughed. I felt his hand against my pussy, rubbing it as gently as he could before he asked me, "Do you want to go again, or is it too much?" and all I had to do was nod my head giggling until he stuck his fingers inside me again and finger fucked me hard until I squirted and screamed again and again.He was stroking his dick while I was trying to catch my breath, and as soon as laid on the bed, I went ahead on top of him. I didn't.