About fighting ... I'm supposed to kill the guy?" A little story for you, a Damsel was held by a dentist ... an oral surgeon. A Hero was caught rescui...g her ... the dentist was knocked out and the Hero took the Damsel to the bank, the bank sent them here. The Damsel got her reward, the Hero went back to Earth."Three weeks later the Hero went out on another rescue. It happened to be in the same town, The Hero wasn't paying attention. The Dentist inflicted a tiny wound ... a scratch. It was. She had two final exams, one early that morning and the other in the afternoon. If she passed both, and she was confident that she would, she would qualify to get her degree. Later that night, she and a bunch of other university colleagues were going to celebrate the results. Therefore, she probably would not be at the pension for the evening tea.Clara was eager to talk to her about some matters that were gnawing at her, but decided to put it aside, seeing that Alesa’s mind was elsewhere,. But it was even more pungent now. He moved forward, and laid a warm hand on each of his mother's inner thighs, pushing them apart even further. The movement caused Jennifer's labia to spread simultaneously and her pink gash widened itself, leaking little streams of mommy cunt juice into the crack of her ass, and running over her pucker. The little pink clit stick its beautiful head, and the pubic hair directly around her slit was matted against her skin. It looked so funky and tasty to Mark he. Her smiling, unblinking eyes kept gazing up at me the whole time, teasing me to give her all my cum. Well, she didn't have to wait long.It was all too much for my old cock. My balls just exploded! I'd never released such a big load! Probably because it's been so long. Back home my wife won't even let me touch her any more. We haven't even had sex for eight years!It must've been a solid seven seconds that my first spurt just kept squirting and squirting, then a second, then a third. She just.