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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 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. He recalled how she and Yewubdar had fallen at his feet while the men ravished corpses and his loins stirred at the memory of their slavish hentai tongues and clever, lustful fingers. The next four victims had been despatched in the most perfunctory manner, eviscerated and exsanguinated with casual detachment. They took the woman who had served as a table, the wax-covered gymnast who had posed motionless as a living candlestick and two freshly bathed and scented nudes who had only stood in line to watch and wait and want. Pavel had barely registered their existence before they were snuffed out so carelessly, but he smiled to remember how he had relished both the spectacle and the sound of broken voices sobbing out witness of the Pallid Mask. He took a sip of his drink and felt desperate eyes follow his movement. Yewubdar slunk past, carrying the bottle back to its table. Her hips rolled and her breasts swayed as she moved, and he knew the lewd display was for him; Pavel and Yewubdar had a dark, unspoken communion. She would be his next kill and the earthy scent of her arousal was heavy in his nostrils. As a trainee detective, he had experienced a morbid fascination with women like her, who waited in an agony of expectation for inevitable death. He drew lazily on his cigar while Yewubdar took her place at Dmitri’s feet. It was diverting to see the intensity of her need, he reflected, both diverting and amusingly cruel. He smiled at her and saw her suppress a shiver. “You have a very comfortable room here” Pavel remarked, taking another sip. “And keep a fine grape vodka”. Dmitri showed terrible, huge canines in a vulpine grin and spread his gargoyle hands in an expansive gesture. On the rug before him, Yewubdar pressed her thighs together and was beginning to lose control of her hips. Her face shone, adoring and worshipful, and her yearning eyes rested on Pavel. “And have you made your decision yet?” Dmitri asked. Yewubdar chewed on her lower lip; her nostrils flared, and her pupils were dilated to deep, black pools. Both men regarded her in silence for a moment. “It is easier today” Pavel replied, slowly, drinking in the sight of her quivering and trembling body. “I know what I want…” he began, then shook his head angrily. “No! There are still questions. I know that Yewubdar craves death, but Ingrid was lying to me”! After I’ve finished my notes I realize that I’ve spent over an hour in this little spot that’s barely outside of Pauper Town! And he moved his fingers all around inside of my vagina, as he was eagerly exploring every part of my vaginal canal that he could reach. I could taste his warm precum. He grabbed Lee by the collar, but before he could continue talking, he spit up a mouthful of blood. I tried to use my teeth to pull the sprints off from the shackles, but they would not budge. Harry awoke the day of the match as nevus as ever when it is the last match. She pushed back with her hips into my arm. "Your father and I will be going over to check out the house before we move back in tomorrow. Pablo lay still and she slowly recovered. Would you all follow me?" he said as he led them down a hallway. He acted surprised that I hadn't gotten dressed, and even more surprised that I just kept playing with my pussy while he stood in the doorway and watched me. "Well, did it work? Lynn was sucking the orbs of Jodi.....and this Orgy was wellnon its way... I mean there's no denying you're probably the most gorgeous woman in Brazil." Listening to them made the time pass quickly. But she did it now, driving it deep between the lips of her cunt, rolling hentai it in the wetness she found there. “I will have a diet soda, a cheeseburger and your panties.” He says with a straight face. How had I gotten there? I had just started eating her. She just shot me a scolding look. Mark's sister climbed the stair with a wireless speaker and MP3 player. Besides, I wouldn’t lose the little worm. and escorted me to Brenda's bedroom, commanding me to get on the bed. There was no problem with her using the technology.