It's nice to meet you."She walked closer, and it took everything in my power to not make her aware that I was staring up and down her teenage body. I ...new damn well this girl could not be more than sixteen or seventeen years old. But Christ, the body on her was just fucking amazing. And the face? Cute with freckles, long dark brown hair to boot, and the bikini covering up very little.I just stood there, not really sure what to say, until she said, "Well, I'm gonna get me a sun tan. Hopefully. She alsofelt something underneath taking shape as she did so."I...I..." She faltered slightly before her resolve rebounded. "I amAzula, and I don't need firebending to bring you down. If you won't tellme the truth, I'll beat it out of you!"Markus looked around. He had to have a skinsuit gun around heresomewhere. While he looked, Azula saw her opportunity, ran up to him, andpunched him in the face; square in the nose. Markus stumbled back, hisself-defense training (and his anger) kicking in. His. I came back a couple hours later and found this :-She was buck naked and her pussy was swollen and wet! I pulled out my phone and snapped a pic - you can see her wet pussy! Fuck! What happened Who had been in here??? I wondered who did this or if it was several people? I leaned over and rubbed my finger over her swollen cunt and she was wet as could be but as i explored her pussy could not feel any cum or evidence of a fucking. As I basically fingered her hot pussy I was so hard i couldn't. And there was nothing he could do about it. They were caught in this endless cycle of renewal to slow decay. He hated it – and still he yearned for her. Every time. He smoothed a hand over the soft length of her back, as she lay besides him, hovering in that insouciant peace between waking and sleep. It made him smile. She had not been this relaxed, this calm in a long time, the last few weeks a constant parade of violent reassertions of her power, followed by timid withdrawal. Now she lay.