<table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>(http://i468.photobucket.com/albums/rr50/akikokittel/Shadebanner.jpg) (http://i468.photobucket.com/albums/rr50/akikokittel/Psylocke.jpg)</td><td>Ayako bit back a moan at the wriggling fingers within her, but could not hold back the pained gasp as the shadowy clamps yanked on her burning nipples.<br/><br/>She shook her head as those fingers pressed to her lips, keeping her mouth shut and refusing to do such a disgustingly depraved thing. When she felt something cool pushing around at her damp petals, she looked down, eyes widening at the sight. She tried to pull her hips away from her rapist, but did not get far before the woman drove it into her.<br/><br/>NOW her lips parted as she cried out, the shadowy phallus stretching her painfully, nothing anywhere NEAR this large had ever come close to seeking entrance into her. Not even the man who'd taken her maidenhead, who'd been woefully small, especially compared to this villainess' shadow construct.<br/><br/>The woman pressed up against her, she let her head drop onto the woman's shoulder, resting there, exhaustion's toll beginning to be felt.</td></tr></tbody></table>