Horny Indian Chick Loves Sucking Part5

The hall was a stark and brutal space, bare stone walls and stone flags lit by high windows that cast heavy shadows and pools of cold light. A warmer glow came from the log burning in the huge fireplace, where four women were lined up awaiting them. Like Elena, each was nude but for stockings and heels and each stood demurely anticipating her fate. Alexandra and Grigori interracial went over to them. She had chosen a somewhat more practical outfit for the trip but still looked devastating in thigh-high boots, leather skirt and a crisp white blouse. They moved from one woman to the next, prodding and pinching like buyers at an auction, here weighing a breast in a cupped hand, here brushing aside a lock of hair, indian blowjob here testing a cunt for wetness with cruel and arrogant fingers. Alexandra had each woman turn around, spread her legs and bend at the waist. They remained docile under these intrusions but their arousal was fierce and tangible, not only in the intense, musky aroma surrounding them but in every muscle of their bodies. Meanwhile, Dmitri paced around the hall scanning everything from floor to vaulted ceiling; he checked the doors to the kitchens and to the long corridor Hardcore of monastic cells and disappeared for a long while to investigate the chapel. He returned to face Elena. “And, now?” he asked, “What do you want in return for all of this”? She fell to her knees. “I can ask nothing” she declared. “You are the master here. And – and you wanted to punish me” she added, more quietly. Dmitri folded his arms and stared down at her for a long minute. “You know that I want to believe you” he said, at last “and you have convinced me of everything except your own good faith. Can you prove that”? Elena nodded eagerly and went to the fireplace, returning with four spills. She reached into her heeled ankle-boot and pulled out an ivory handled flick knife which she used, with a flourish, to shorten one of the spills. Then she had each of the women draw a straw. There was a low moan from the willowy oriental woman who was given the third choice, and she took a pace forward. Elena bowed to Dmitri and moved closer to her. The woman heaved a sigh and closed her eyes. Elena stroked her hair and flicked the knife open. Her heels rang on the stone floor as she circled her trembling victim and wrapped a strong arm around her from behind to clutch at her breast. The woman reached back to press their soft bodies together at the hips, and leant into the embrace, resting her head back on Elena’s shoulder. She held the cold steel to the woman’s lips for a final kiss and then suddenly slashed it across her throat from ear to ear. Blood cascaded down her torso to splash loudly onto the flagstones. Elena cumshot held the body tenderly but firmly until it ceased to spasm and the flow of lifeblood lessened to a trickle over her firm bosom, then gently laid her victim down and stepped back. Dmitri glared at the slim form lying in a spreading pool of its own gore. His nostrils flared and his fists clenched convulsively. No-one moved or breathed. Alexandra embraced him and wrapped her leg around his waist, running her fingers through his hair and rubbing her crotch desperately against his thigh. The Hardcore effect was stunning, not only did the hair attract me I couldn’t see any disturbance in smooth fabric caused by panties. Her dress left little to my imagination. Like grandma old. “But, was it… was it enough? Please empty your cum in my worthless slave pussy!” Sandy shouted blowjob forlornly. He didn’t warn me, but he didn’t need to. You look beautiful in it, and it isn`t nearly revealing enough. Mia moaned as she was interracial filled. Hs cumshot cock quickly reared to full length and in a moment she had guided him inside her once more. She wasn’t a prostitute, indian she worked here cooking and cleaning for the establishment. "I also might get impregnated by it," Linda said sarcastically. He was fucking her so hard, he half stood up and took off his SS jacket, never stopping the machine gun like thrusting. You've got my permission.