I drew a breath and sang it out in four hard notes. Sex vedio She did not worry over right or wrong. She made a disappointed noise of protest as I set the lute back into its case. Again and again I shot cum deep inside her pulsing for what seem like an eternity. THE FIVE OF US stood frozen for a moment. I tore myself away from her face, a face that i could have spent a lifetime studying and still found new features of it to amaze me, and allowed my gaze to travel over the rest of her body down the soft curve of her neck to her supple breast capped in the center with areolas that it took all of my will power to not immediately touch them. I spoke a name. She did not worry over right or wrong. I knew then that I could kill her. Ever. From her, it sounded like the sweetest thing a man was ever called. But the thought sickened me, and I was reminded of ripping the wings from a butterfly. I closed my eyes, but somehow that only made it worse. All the places I have been, all the women I have seen, I have not met her equal.
