a hiss ran through Tristan's lips as the second woman ran her claw like fingers over the surface of his arms, blood being drawn before her tongue wiped it away, he shivered as her tongue then ran along his neck and he was thankful that she had not bitten him there, the first had done that earlier already. when she left the woman who was sat on top of him resumed her movements, her moans starting up again as if they had never been disturbed.<br/><br/>her rough yet passionate kiss disturbed his thoughts then as she forced her lips against his once again and this time despite himself he felt his body respond, kissing her back, damn her lips tasted so good. her hands moved along his still lightly bleeding arms until her hands were gripping his, her grip was like an iron vice yet they did not cause harm, was it because he was becoming less resistant now? was he loosing his will to fight?<br/>It was then that he felt her pussy tighten against his length, she seemed to be approaching her release and he could feel that his was close too, well it had been ready for a while but she had somehow managed to find a way to control when he came "OH shit i'm about to" he breathed "I'm gonna cum"