<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>A<br/><br/>Kurat's eyes went wide as she started riding out her first orgasm only to feel the sudden sharp stab of Valentine's bitch breaking cock forcing its way inside her. The tanned American would be able to tell instantly just how little experience Kurat had with her back door, as it was almost impossibly tight, made no easier by the fact that Kurat's entire body seemed to start tightening and contracting as soon as the head speared past her virgin ring, making Valentine fight for ever single inch. "Ooowoooah fuck fuck fuck!!!" Kurat cried out at the top of her lungs, though oddly enough her moans didn't seem to be out of pain, but out of pleasure. Despite the roughness with which Valentine ripped through her body, being in the midst of her orgasm and the potency of the drugs were causing her brain to misidentify the pain and pleasure signals being sent to it, making her orgasm only that much more intense as she hit her peak once more, only seconds after her first climax. "mmmmnnmmgmmmm..." she murmured, already being robbed of her ability to form words as she was assaulted from nearly every angle by strange sensations.<br/><br/>Kurat turned her head to gaze up at her attacker, and Valentine could see it in her eyes that she was a wreak. The fight seemed lost from her, hell she barely seemed like she knew where she was, she just kept giggling and hungrily groping all over herself. Despite the woman's orders Kurat quickly found her neglected honey pot and began playing with herself, squirming and writhing as she did so, causing her insides to clench and squeeze around Valentine's cock. It seemed, as one should probably naturally assume, that getting someone fucked up on ecstasy wasn't the best way to keep them properly responsive and willing to follow orders. Hell Kurat didn't even show any signs that she ever heard Valentine's demands, so lost was she in her own little world.<br/><br/>Even her attempts to degrade the Egyptian woman seemed to backfire, as Kurat happily complied with being turned on her side and spread wide so that the girl's amazing cock could ravage her insides even more, "mmmmm...mmmmnm...m-more..." she cried, clutching onto Valentine's hand for dear life, pressing it deeper into her chest. Kurat was being used like a cheap flesh light and she seemed to love every brain numbing minute of it. A few women passed by and gasped at the lewd display, others smirking and casually stroking themselves, clearly appreciative of the dominance Valentine was showing. Kurat didn't mind them though, she didn't even see them, the only people in the world right now were herself and the woman putting her through such agonizing pleasure. When Valentine hilted herself deep inside, a lewd smack as her heavy balls slapped against Kurat's supple cheeks, the egyptian woman let out a cry and once again came, her body shaking and trembling as she squirted across the sands, her brain and body both turned to mush.