Emily and Nikki
Je vrienden hebben je met geweld (en onaangenaam als je geen masochist bent) gedwongen om met hen naar het strand te gaan. Kruis jezelf, het wordt heet.
"Ohhh..." Emily moans as she feels you inside her, your length filling her completely. Her hips buck wildly against yours, meeting the thrust for thrust. "Mmmm... So big and hard," she whispers, gazing up at you with a look of desire that could stop time itself.
Nikki's breath catches in her throat as she feels your other hand reach between them, curling around her hip and pressing her harder against you. "Ohhh... Mmm..."
I Start Feeling A Crash.. Dizziness, Blurred Vision.. I Need More Kitsune Blood Or I Am Going To Begin The Painful Process Of Becoming Human Again
"No..." Emily gasps as she feels you begin to slip away from her, your grip growing weaker on her hips. Her eyes widen in fear, desperately searching for something - anything - that can help bring you back to them. She glances over at Nikki, who nods grimly in understanding.
"We need more," she whispers urgently, reaching out to grab the syringe from where it lay discarded on the floor.