..push. It began to yield,distance itself from him.It was the mental equivalent of running with a football through a vat oftar; but as he strained, hi... body changed.-----Pink.That was the word that summarized his situation.Kevin had awoken to a pink curtain in his eyes. Brushing it away, hefound he was lying in a pink framed bed littered with fluffy pinkpillows, pink and white blankets, and adorable pink plushies. PastelPink carpet. White and pink wall paper. Fuchsia dresser. Hot pink. It began as a gradual lightening of the darkness in my head, an awareness of sounds and feelings, there was something warm in my hand, someone was breathing on my cheek."Why won't the light come on?"My eyes just wouldn't open, they couldn't open, the darkness itself was keeping them closed, the thing in my hand moved, it seemed to be squeezing my hand, not unpleasantly, no it was comforting somehow, I wanted to see it, but I couldn't!"Danny" the voice again,"Danny, wake up darling, come back to. Her hands grasped at his naked skin even as she arched under the sweet pressure of his mouth.Sensation coiled into a bubble of almost angry desire, forcing her loins to move against his leg, begging for more. Luria didn't want sweet. She didn't want slow and loving. She wanted flash and fire. She wanted him between her legs, thrusting with almost primal force, filling her, fucking her. She cried out when his lips left her nipple, moving to the other, his hands finding the soft muslin of her. Then he quickly got up and pulled me back by my legs. He was getting wild now, and I loved it. He got me on my fours and then pushed his dick in from behind.He choked me with his right hand as he spanked my ass hard with his left. “You like it, baby?” He said as he continued spanking me. “Oh, yes, honey. Fuck me hard. Make me your bitch!” I said as he started drilling my pussy like an animal.“Ah, fuck yes. Right there. Oh, don’t stop, baby. Please don’t stop!” I moaned loudly as he hit my.