Her eyes dropped to see Grigori’s Hardcore cock stiffen and jut out from beneath his belly. She almost dared to let her hand stray towards it when suddenly a little yelp of surprise was wrenched from her as he seized her by the waist and hoisted her up to sit on the edge of the table. Their eyes met, and she sank her fingers into his coarse hair while planting a bold kiss full on his lips. He looked on, bemused yet amused, as she laid back on the timber surface before him, stretching out her voluptuous form with a feline grace and an arch smile. She purred, and the camera zoomed in closer. “Will you fuck me first?” she asked, as he bent over her and she lifted her feet up on either side to make herself completely open to him. “Or bugger me”? He reached past her to the block and retrieved a great cleaver and a long, curved butcher’s knife, looming over her with one in either hand and, at last, that wild fire in his eyes that she so craved to see. “Afterwards” he growled, lifting the knife high. She moaned deep in her throat and arched her back, willing the point to drive into her until, finally, the blow fell. Powerful muscles rippled in Grigori’s arms and shoulder, forcing the blade through muscle and bone to rend her open. Her young life was already ebbing away when her lips worked for the last time. “The Pallid Mask” she croaked in a hoarse whisper, an instant before the wicked cleaver swept down into her soft throat and parted her head from her body with a great, climactic spray of blood. Grigori grunted, dropped the knives, and hauled the headless corpse onto his hard prick while it still twitched and shuddered and pumped gore from the neck. He bucked and thrust into the unfeeling meat, panting and snorting like a wild beast, while the camera panned out and the screen slowly darkened. There was a final glimpse of the Yellow sign, and the film ended. The silence fell like an axe; the birds in the garden had stopped singing with the setting of the sun and the only sound was the whisper of the hard disk. Roman cleared his throat. “You have offered yourself for that” he said, coldly. “And you are angry with me” Serakh ventured. blowjob “I will be loyal to you unto death”. “Then I release you from your service” she replied. Their eyes met. Silently, she closed the laptop, pushed it aside, and reached under the pillows to retrieve a long, oiled bull-whip which she humbly offered to him. “You simply assume that I can be manipulated into playing your game” he mused, running the braided leather over the palm of his hand. “You make everything meaningless by throwing away the life I am sworn to protect and then you want the pain you have given me to be returned with twisted lust, to big gratify your dark urges”. Suddenly, he grabbed at her with an evil glint in his eye that was both thrilling and terrifying and drew the plug slowly from her bowels. She bit down on her necklace to bear the agonising sensation of being turned inside-out and pounded her fists onto the bed, then sighed in a paroxysm of blissful expectation. “I am only meat” she murmured. “It doesn’t matter what happens to me. But you must have your alibi, you must follow the plan – you understand why. You cannot asian be the one”. “Your last order as my mistress was that I should deny you sexual release” he hissed. Much later that night, when Serakh lay on japan the cellar floor licking slavishly at the arid bitterness of his arsehole her cunt was as hot and molten as lava. The searing cuts across her shoulders and back and on the soles of her feet, where Roman had inflicted ancient tortures on her, pained her anew as grit and sand worked into them. A stream of his precious piss played over her belly and thighs – his gift to her for her devoted rimming - and she reflected on the long ordeal of frustration and degradation she faced as the worthless plaything of her own slave. It seemed that a cold breeze blew over her gaping cunt as though the tatters of the King Himself were trailing over her clit.   INGRID Even just her scent enticed me, made me want more. A couple of the times he stood between me and the artists and finger fucked me for a few seconds. I had only touched her clit briefly when her body shook with a mini-orgasm , fuck she was really sensitive, Angela gasped and took hold of Mr Penis " wow, it's huge" japan she immediately dropped down to her knees before I could invade her pussy with my fingers, her tongue licked the pre-cum from Mr Penis. Zeke now brought out a small jewelry case and placed the diamond necklace around her lovely neck and fastened it before lying her back down. When my breathing subsides, you pick up the pace again. This caused the elastic top of the outfit to pull down over her sensitive nipples. Maybe, she even googled Stalemate. The morning of the signing arrived and Cari dressed in a even more revealing dress than the last two meetings. “My family's home for the weekend.” You cant expect anything like that unless you're prepared to at least taste it yourself”. "Let's go but let me wash my self and I promise you I'll take revenge" My pussy convulsed around April's cock as my orgasm died down. I was grabbed and repositioned so I was straddling his waist as he sucked and kissed my nipples. I said “your Sunday gig is done and taxes are about done so let's move on”. She hadn’t even noticed Heather’s syringe move to her neck before the needle had pierced her soft flesh and big delivered its payload. Vic was somewhat correct, Monet had smaller tits than I remembered but they looked incredible and perky in her top. It would leave him a complete and total slave to Mitch's whims. Once we got done eating Kara and Hardcore I went to the barn and up in the loft and we started working together rotating the old hay up front and stacked up the new hay in the back of the barn. I put the bucket down and waited asian for the music. Trish arrived at Beth's apartment in ten minutes; she parked and rushed up to the blowjob door. She looked puzzled “Why, don’t you and mom want some time alone?”