“Kyle, you are—” She saw Fatima and a scream ripped from her throat. Porn sex Britney savored the scent of her fear, aching to stroke her cock and finger her pussy. Then she ripped the girl’s blouse, the fabric easily tearing beneath Britney’s strength. “I’ll go get my car and…” His face fell; his car was wrecked. Britney inhaled deeply, delighting in all the wonderful fragrances that mixed together to form Phillipa’s unique scent of arousal. “I would do it for you.”
“And could you share your bed with her? Then she tore the pants off the girl, leaving her naked and trembling on her bed while she fetched the rope. His stomach sank; he had left her lying right there unconscious. Chyna’s large breasts floated before him, heavy and wonderful. I have made a pact with Hecate that I must break free of, and I may not survive the attempt. “Yes,” he smiled, spreading her thighs. “That’s not—”
Britney slapped her perky ass. “No, no. She held it up to him. “Kyle, you are—” She saw Fatima and a scream ripped from her throat. He needed answers not a corpse. “Maybe my heart will heal in time.”
“I guess I can’t ask for anything more,” he sighed, then cupped her cheek.
