<br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img11.deviantart.net/bbd6/i/2013/256/a/2/hookah_girl_by_daul-d6m6rk5.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Kurat-ul-Ain Ali<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Beach<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Valentine, Open<br/><strong>Letters:</strong>none<br/><br/>Kurat let out a hollow gasp as she was suddenly talked by the predatory futa, the two going tumbling straight out of the tent and back into the open sun. The blow temporarily knocked the wind out of the woman's lungs, making her an easy target as Valentine roughly pinned her down into the sands. The sudden violence the older woman was displaying was starting to genuinely scare her. What had started as just a little game had quickly gotten out of hand. It seemed that trying to challenge the woman had been a mistake. Kurat struggled for a moment, as much as her winded body could, but it soon became apparent that she was trapped, worn down by the stronger woman she eventually stopped moving, panting heavily, "hufh...huf...you certainly know how to treat a lady right..." she muttered, shifting herself a bit underneath the woman's weight, but no longer showing any signs of struggle.<br/><br/>When Valentine taunted her, telling her she loved it...well, Kurat didn't offer any protest. As much as she may have liked to there was little she could say given how aroused she was, perhaps the American girl had a point, the way she man handled her, loomed over her like a predator eying it's next meal, the way she nipped at her neck and racked her nails across her blazing hot skin...it all left Kurat way more turned on than she wanted to admit. "Well what are you waiting for huntress? You fought this hard to have me, I didn't imagine you did all that just to talk..." she retorted, unsure why the girl was going on about getting drunk and what not. When she felt the fingers caress along her slit Kurat let out a low, trembling sigh, her juices generously coating the futa's groping digits.<br/><br/>However when she glanced over her shoulder and saw the tablet in the girl's palm Kurat's eyes went wide with realization, "Woah, hey now, be careful with that, you don't know that is it can be danger-oooooh!" she stammered, trying to prevent her from doing anything stupid, only to be cut off as she felt the fingers press into her asshole, the last virgin hole she had left before now. Warning signs flashing in her head Kurat immediately resumed her struggle, twice as desperate to get away from the girl now. However it was too late, the woman had her too well pinned to stop it, and as the woman began massaging the drug along her inner walls Kurat suddenly fell deathly still. The woman's eyes dilated, the ecstasy hitting her system far faster and stronger than what it normally would, causing Kurat's body to feel like it was melting, "N-n-n...stwop...oooohhhhwhhh...." she moaned, her mind becoming hazy as an overwhelming since of giddiness came over her, "Hehhhehhhehhmmmmmmmmn...." she crooned, giggles turning to moans as her limbs ceased their trashing and instead started groping and caressing all over herself, her whole body feeling...amazing...and not just her usual spots, it was like everywhere she touched became an erogenous zone, "Oh god....oh yes...oooh, oohhhh...oooooooooh...." she moaned, squirming in the sands as a mind trembling orgasm suddenly hit her out of no where, her honey pot gushing nectar all over the place, drenching her lower body and staining the sands beneath her, "H-help...I'm burning up...please put this fire out..." she cried, gazing up at Valentine and starting to desperately stroke the woman's rock hard member, smacking the tip against the supple flesh of her ass.