I handed her my horse pistol, helped her cock it, and she held it with both hands, poked it in the German's ear and pulled the trigger as he looked up...at her in horror. His head disappeared in a cloud of smoke, blood, bone and brains.She dropped the gun, spat on the almost-headless body and then turned to fall into my arms, unconscious. I poured some water on her face and then went to turn out the dead men's pockets and gather up their weapons, including a fine, British cavalry sword. None of. It squirted into my mouth, salty and gamy. Was there garlic in it? Maybe a hint of some kind of fruit. It was so strange.I couldn't help but swallow it. The head of his cock was so far back in my throat; the fluid was injected into me. It felt like he came for five minutes, then, finally, he grew soft, and I felt his manhood grow limp and shrink in my mouth. Ivanka's hold on my head eased and became gentle once again."Very good, little one," she cooed in my ear. "You were perfect." Gerald was. And kept telling me she was closeOh!! Oh God More Go GO GoGo!!! Just like that.. YES YES YES!!! My third finger slid in her ass as my tongue buried itself as far as It would go. That’s when she contracted and I thought my head would be sucked in that cunt/vice.She howled and I pulled away. But not before Her first load hit me in the chin neck and upper chest. My fingers from my left hand still bunched up in her ass and she squeezed again. I thought they would break. Her membrane still being. She stopped in the middle of the hallway, and turned back to me. ‘Are you worried that I’m some crazy stalker woman, getting ready to pull a Kathy Bates on you, a la Misery?’ she asked, a smartass smirk on her lips. ‘Uh, no, no, of course not,’ I stammered out, more than a bit flustered by her response. ‘It just took me considerably longer to remember you, so I wondered how it was that you recognized me right off the bat?’ She stepped closer, and any personal space that had existed between us a.
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