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« Last post by Erin Lee on February 04, 2026, 07:09:18 PM »
I'm pretty good at hiding how much i'm hurting, if i scream it's cos i am really hurt and i do mean REALLY. So yeah, that slap knocked the taste out of my mouth but my mind is too focused on revenge to waste effort on screams.
I've lost a lil hair as your talons retract from my scalp but i have a nasty lil thought running around in my mind and trust me, you do not wanna be running around in my mind, it's weird in there.
Grabbing hold of that thin piece of fabric that just about covers your privates, i yank it up as hard as i can. You have had the better of me so far, i need to switch that. The fabric vanishes between your labia and i dare say between your ass cheeks, i pull and pull and pull and it forces a cry of pain from between your lips. Your legs spring apart like they are offended by something. I gasp out a sigh, my breasts rise and fall noticably as i suck in air to fill my lungs. I have a much greater respect for your legs now.
I grab hold of your throat as you grab hold of my wrist, the one attached to the hand busy trying to put a permanent end to your sex life. The attack on your throat was at best weak and my hand is easily dislodged, your talons dig into my wrist, you kick out with your legs, your body writhes and squirms, sand is tossed about everywhere. I manage to evade your flailing feet but the last thing i need right now is a face full of sand, so i scramble up onto my feet and back away. "C'mon bitch, on ya feet, we got work to do" i hiss as i run my thumbs round the strings of my thong, shaking a bit of sand out from where it has no right to be...and we all know, sand gets everywhere.