Darrius
I had seen many a breast in my lifetime, but never one as innocently unveiled. And I found I couldn't look away like I should have. Avery was oblivious as she jumped up and down and the breast bounced, gaining more of my attention, and my c**k turning rock-hard in seconds.
If she'd done that when I'd first seen her, I'd be a dead man as she'd have easily killed me because of my distraction of her body.
And she had a quick mind. And she was a hell of a fighter too. If she didn't hate us or wasn't a killer of my kind... f**k! I still couldn't move or look away from her.
Something about her brought out a clash between my protective instincts and the desire to dominate her. I wanted to be the one who made her come over and over, shouting my name and raking her nails down my back. I
