In one swift move, her whole hand closed on my shaft, and I groaned as a surge of pre-cum made it through to the tip of my swollen glans.I was stunned...as much by her beauty as by the whole situation. I had no previous experience with a woman and here I was, a stranger holding my hard rod under my pants, on a fucking dance floor. We even had one spectator fully aware of what was going on.I didn’t know what to do but she did. She stared at the other guy as if to challenge him, and started. .." his voice caught in his throat as the realization hit him. "Took you long enough to catch on, Spartan," the jukebox crooned. "Have you even noticed your shackles?" With a start, Arion lifted his hands and stared at the markings on his wrists. The tattoos had changed somehow. The shackles were gone; in their place was a single, broken lock emblazoned on his right wrist. His arms felt lighter than they had since that day in Thermopylae. And in his chest, his heart raced. He felt his lungs. She wanted to wallow in sensuality as if it were a warm secreted bath.All day long her loins had been in such a maddening turmoil, but now, due to the massive cock's wonderful fucking of her back passage, she was calm and happy. Which was about the best advertisement for anything she'd ever heard of. Contentment suffused her loins like the golden warmth of a summer sun. She rested on her cheek with her perfectly formed little buttocks still upraised and quivering like a feather in the merest. I took her milky waist in my hand; Ilifted her to my bike. I made her sit in the back seat; she grasped me tightlyso that her boobs were hitting on my back. It was a wonderful feeling I was in.We reached our house at 9 o clock. I took her to my bed and laid her on the bed. Now my longtime dream is at my mercy. I wanted to enjoy this virgin to the fullest. Icalled her by her name but Kamakshi is murmuring. She was completelyunconscious at this time. Her long hairs fall on her face. I slowly.