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He stabbed two more times and she threw her head back and keened pitifully, her whole body thrashing and flailing. When her movements became slower and more feeble, he reached up to clutch at her bloodied breast and lay the edge of the blade to her slender throat. “Now I will have you” he murmured in her ear. “The Pallid Mask” she rasped, and he drew the knife through her jugular and trachea in a roiling eruption that drenched his face with her life blood. Pavel slowly returned to reality like a diver emerging from the Solo depths. He was half clad and his prick was buried inside a warm and limp corpse. He shook his head and blinked, Big Boobs taking great gulps of air. Ingrid’s beautiful and blood-spattered dead face stared up at him, a smile still playing at the corner masturbation of her mouth and a tremendous bite-mark around her left nipple. He who fights against dragons, he thought, still dazed from the tremendous sensation of sexual release that flooded through him. There was a movement and a sound, something in the corner of his eye; he became aware Brunette of a suede boot and then of its owner. “You like them?” asked a woman’s voice, low and faintly accented. “They are girlskin – stylish yet practical”. Her tone was mocking. As he focussed he saw that the speaker was a slender, toned woman in her thirties, fetish wearing hiking shorts and a chequered shirt. She held a Simonov carbine. Clumsily, he rolled onto his side and ran a hand over his brow and through his hair. “Who…” he began, rising to his feet. He froze when he heard the gun’s safety snap off and saw that it was aimed between his eyes. “Hands on your head” the stranger said. She had a full mouth and a strong jaw and cheekbones framed by a helmet of black hair, and she flashed him a bright smile when he knelt upright to obey the command. Her eyes strayed to the body lain between them. “You did well” she remarked. “It’s all on camera, you know. I was watching, and I like your style. As did she”. “Who are you?” Pavel asked dully. “What do you want”? “Vasiliki” she told him. “I am Vasiliki. But the question is - what do you want”? She swung the muzzle towards the door and stepped aside to let him go ahead of her. “You will discuss that with Dmitri. Oh yes,” she added, seeing him start at the name “you are going to meet him. I knew when Solo we planned this it would feel good, but this was the best and I couldn't have done it without you.” They kissed some more while Donna ran her hands up the down the sides of my little girl and then held both of her cute arse cheeks and helped her to rise up and down. “So you want me to be your master, Daphne?” You need to let it go. Brunette I use his cum to lube up his ass. We were all breathing heavily. Both my eyes were covered, fetish and I could feel masturbation his thick cum running down my nose to my lips. That’s it, take all of my cock! Add in another $200-300 for some new clothes and incidental costs, and she would need to see two or three women a day to make any money. (eventually, it will) Questions Big Boobs popped into his head, but seeing her expression, he decided to put a stopper in them. Reaching down he slid the first silky, white, stocking up his sissy leg. Viola: After about an hour in to the movie, I had to use the bathroom again. He picked up the cane and gave her two hard strokes. I do not know how she did it but she made us come together again. After I come down. “A dragon?!”