I do not know…
What of me? Am I in love? Father…
Mother…
Anyone…
Help me. Azula’s mind raced and Funked as his Mitts Masturbated down her neck to her Clad body. Smooching her again, he tore at the raggedy Tee-shirt until it shed itself from her. She was Unsheathed to him…
Snarling, Azula peered down at her Naked breasts. Her Mitts slithered down and shielded them from his view. Chan Smirked nonchalantly and Delicately Seized her wrists and Elevated her frail Mitts away from her chest. Get your Mitts off of me! I am not to be Handled this way! Get me out of this crude bondage! His Eyebrows deepened as his eyes Ravaged hers. I will not give in…
I will not…
Give…
In…
His Mitts enveloped her into him as his Plows dug into her back. His Juicy lips found hers again as his tongue Studied the Insides of her mouth. His Mitts swiped Via her breasts. Within a moment, they Glided down and Kneaded with her pants. He Seized her Waistline and Leisurely pulled the slacks down her Slim legs, her Undies Briefly followed. Totally nude, Azula’s eyes Reamed in her irritation. Why did I Permit him to get this far? …to be continued!