He looked down at the red sword in his fist absently, as though surprised to see it there, and then his eyes landed on Natalya’s upturned, young body. Sensing his intention, she braced herself more firmly on her upper back and shoulders, spreading her legs further apart to give him free access. This was everything she had ever dreamt of, she thought happily, as the man who had used her unthinkingly as nothing more than a seat reversed his grip asian on the hilt of the braquemard and aimed it at her crotch. “The Pallid Mask!” she proclaimed joyously, and the sword sank deep into her proffered cunt and on through the abdomen until its cruel tip pierced her heart and sent her soaring to Demhe. “Dmitri! Dmitri! Dmitri!” the urgent chanting continued from every mouth save Pavel’s. Women soaked in blood, sweat and cunt-juice, others still oiled and perfumed ready for use, and even those who had served as furnishings or as holders for candles stood together in the summoning. Then, with a terrible crash, the door to the chapel was flung open and four figures stood starkly outlined in the entrance. Pavel heard his own voice cry out, “Mother of Kazan”!   YEWUBDAR Pavel sat back in a club chair in Dmitri’s private room, drawing luxuriously on a mild cigar and swirling his chacha in an oversized brandy glass. He had slept extremely well, bathed and breakfasted at leisure and then enjoyed a pre-prandial stroll through the wooded hills, up to the crucifixion mound and back, before an immensely satisfying lunch of cold slices from Vasiliki’s haunches, grilled with cinnamon. Calm, relaxed and at peace with himself, he was a different man to the anguished and defeated Pavel who had arrived at the convent the previous day. Watching Yewubdar’s beautiful form cross the floor to pour Dmitri another drink, he recalled his first sight of the men when they had burst into the chapel so dramatically. They appeared like mountain beasts of ancient Svitavian legend. Their jaws had been completely re-sculpted, and their snarling mouths revealed rows of outsized implants – great canines and carnassials gleaming and champing. Pierre sported the huge tusks of a wild boar while Leon’s front teeth were now long and pointed like a bat’s. Their hands, too, had been surgically remodelled so that each man’s fingers ended with hooked, black talons like a wyvern’s claws. Their hair and beards were long and flowing. Pavel had lived for many years with photographs and film footage of the four of them, but now felt as though he were seeing a fantastic, hallucinatory version from their own victims’ sexual nightmares. There had certainly been a dreamlike quality to what followed. Leon was the first to take a woman. He bore down on the voluptuous Asian with his hard face twisted into a bestial snarl, teeth bared, and claws outstretched like a grey forest wolf. She offered herself with the attitude of a martyr meeting ravening beasts in the arena, wrapping her arms and legs around his lean body to draw him close and throwing her head back so that her soft throat was exposed and vulnerable. Pavel recalled her face vividly; ecstatic and glorious as she announced her vision of the Pallid Mask and then even more beautiful in the moment when his fangs pierced her jugular. The others had their prey just as brutally; Pierre opened the throat of one woman with his left hand and immediately drew another eager sacrifice to kneel in the fountain of gore while he stabbed his right fiercely into her bosom and belly. Grigori flung his chosen victim to the floor and had her in such a japanese mad frenzy with hands and teeth that she was roughly decapitated, blood pumping across the room from the jagged remains of her slender neck. Dmitri alone moved with a measure of restraint, brushing the young goth’s blue hair tenderly aside and allowing her a few moments of dread anticipation before sinking his terrible fangs into her soft flesh while drawing the pulsing heart from her chest and stabbing his hard cock into her dripping cunt. Pavel settled more comfortably into his seat, graciously permitting Carissa to catch his ash in her cupped hands. She looked down demurely to hide the fire of profound servitude in her eyes as she put it to her lips and swallowed. Cheating on Kenny was something I had never thought would happen. She moaned slightly at the touch and eyed me, biting her lip seductively as she flipped her hair and put on a little shy act for me. Eddie tricked us but do the best you can.” When I see my true love again, all I will need is one kiss and I’ll know it's him” "Mmmmm" , I roared as I entered her tight asshole. I think this is a book for you to read. He slipped a third finger into my pussy, driving me towards my orgasm. And I think if we are careful and don’t show any public affection then we’ll be okay. Brad just nodded and smiled to himself, feeling some of the guilt dissipate. I tossed them into the air with a flip of my foot, caught them with my free hand, folded my jeans, and laid them on the table. Frowning, she increased the magnification and sharpness of the image that had drawn her attention for some reason. “Hey,” he said. The faerie princess wings twitched as Ava kissed lower and lower. As I made my way into the front door, I could smell breakfast escape the house. He pounds the redhead balls deep as she eats out the brunette. “What is up with this massage parlor? She asked me if she would be allowed to return, with Joshua. There is a smoothness they possess that no man can match, like comparing marble to asphalt. Your smile, your extra couple dollar tip, your assistance, hell even just saying Thank You will mean something very special to someone. Denise’s nipples hardened and she let out a small gasp. We’re all just sitting in my room hanging out watching movies and drinking when my gf starts yawning really japanese big and says she can’t stay up any longer. The only channel was a sex channel. Let’s go. She melted at his touch, then jumped at the feel of the stethoscope on her bare skin. “My husband has always made fun of my stick-figure shape. Jennifer pulled my legs and moved my body so I sat on the edge asian of the bed. She wanted the taste of cunt in her mouth - like Bethany's had tasted, or like the girls on stage must be tasting right now - so she regularly brought her fingers from her pussy to her lips and licked the honey from them. If you can resist raping anyone for 7 days, I will abdactate this young womans body, and I'll be on my wicked way." "About us and Sam and what we are feeling and stuff." Been doing it for about ten years now.” she gave me a small smile.