As the pretty girls asshole descends towards you, you try and run away. You didn't survive 18 years to die like this. You run for the edge of the bed but don't get far before darkness descends upon you. HOwever, instead of the pungunt smell of asshole, you smell something much better. Pussy. You managed to run, nbot far enough to avoid the girl altogether, but to instead be assaulted by pussy juice. You hear the girl moaning with delight, thinking you are dead in her asshole, and you take advantage of her unfocused moments of ecstasy to climb into the girl's vagina. After securing yourself in some of the folds of her labia, she stands up and bends over her pillow, looking down.
"Damn...I can't see him. I must have crushed the poor thing to death. Oh well."
With that, she stands up, leaving you 1000 feet from the ground wedged in the folds of her pussy. Then, a pair of black silk panties push you against her flesh, restricting your movement. A sudden drop in weight tells you that she has laid down, you assume on her bed. A heavy object, her hand, is placed over you, every so often slipping a finger into her pussy. It is now night. Do you...
Wed Aug 16 15:28:05 2000