It slowly reached towards her shoulder at the edge of her blouse, a single finger running along the edge down towards the top button. Her eyes twinkle... with excitement and he caught a glimpse of her tongue licking at the inside of her lip. As his finger reached the top-most button he whispered, "There seems to be something blocking this view though." Diana could feel her body betraying her, but tried to hold back the lust just a little longer as Phil's finger traced a line of tingling heat down. Please don't get angry." Harold, I hate you. Get away from me. How can I not get angry. I really want you, and you turn me away like I'm garbage. Is this some kind of religious thing? Maybe, just maybe I could understand that, but don't just say you don't want me." Tears rolled out of her eyes and soaked her cheeks. She had to choke out the words. "Get away from me." She turned and ran. It was the worst thing that could ever happen to her."Tina, wait!" Harold called after her.Tina ran faster,. We should see where they go in case we need to leave here in a hurry and undetected," he suggested."All right, where do we want to start – east side or west side?" I inquired."Let's start with the west side. We're going to need light to see where we're going, and to see any problems. Those tunnels looked very old and are most likely not lighted," he said."There is that spell for fire to light the way in the dark that I used on the other side of the passage, but it requires constant attention. Kay flooded my face with pussy juice that I happily licked and drank. I then crawled between her legs, slipped my hard 6” cock in her and started pumping her hard and fast. I fucked her for several minutes and sometime during this she had kicked out and broke my door handle. When it happened I’m not sure and really didn’t care. I kept pounding her as hard as I could and after a few more minutes I started to fill her pussy with my cum. I must have shot a gallon into her because each thrust would.
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