Yes Kerberos! Fuck me!" He starts pumping even faster leaning over me his hands on either side of my head, going beneath the pillow. I feel my climax building. I moan as he continues. He starts to get harder, more insistant. I feel his cock twitch within me. I grind against him, getting him even deeper. My hands struggles against my invisibale bonds, itching to touch his muscular chest.I feel a hand come down across my shouldner and belly. He runs his claw over my clit, bringing me closer to the edge. He starts to play with my sensiive little love button fiercly. I buck my hips wildly as the edge comes even closer."Cum for me Aikaterine." He shoves himself inside me hard and I release, closing my eyes screaming his name. Then I'm aware of a pain in my chest. I gasp and look down. A dagger pierces my heart. There is no blood, but I feel a warmth spreading through me, I feel lethargic. 'My heart. My soul. My body...' I look at him. He's smiling viciously as he continues fucking me.. You were thinking of me, weren’t you?”Without a word, he motioned for her to join him in his studio. Seating her in the small folding chair in the corner, he began to play once more, again losing himself in the music. As he finished the solo, Melody was no longer smiling. Her expression was one of amazement, enchantment even. Each day she lived brought new experiences for her with Mike, but at this moment, she felt for the first time as if she was peering into his soul.“That was ... incredible,” was all she could say.“I know.”His smartass remark snapped her back to reality as she giggled and slapped his shoulder playfully.“You getting hungry for some lunch?” Mike asked.“Sure am, that chicken smells awesome.”Mike got to work on shredding the chicken, now juicy and tender, while Melody got out the rest of the supplies at his direction. She watched as Mike coated two soft tortillas with Monterey Jack cheese, filled each with a layer of chicken, and finished the concoction with another.
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