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The masked man panted heavily over his words, hardly able to contain himself. 'Marita's' hips slammed back forcefully, locking their position against him and preventing his further thrusts; the gorgeous face looked back with a faint scowl, "Akhen, I told you not to call me that!" The tan skinned beauty pulled away from his lover's grasp, turning to lean back against the tree with a slight pout. Akhen sighed, "I'm sorry, Nefertiti... I'm just so use to it... Forgive me? I know you hate being reminded of....." Nefertiti placed a delicate hand to his lover's mask where his lips would be and gave a sensual gaze, biting his lower lip, "I forgive you, baby..." The Egyptian beauty slowly lifted his leg skyward and placed it firmly over his lover's shoulder, reaching his hand down to grasp the base of Akhen's ever rigid hardon, and pushed it deep inside once more. The two of them made love front to front for the first time, Nefertiti's arms draping across his lover's shoulders as their hips rocked against one another, and once more that gorgeous visage was betrayed by bliss. Crisp grass collapsed beneath a pair of heavy plated feet as they made their way towards the two lovers, his presence masked purely by the passion they shared. His mighty arm flexed as it raised high into the air, and all too quickly came the sickening sound of crunching bone. Nefertiti screamed as he watched his lover's head collapse and spatter the grass with deep red, his lifeless body dropping with an unresisted thud to the ground below. Tears cascading down a feminine face as he knew he could not hesitate for even a moment to be there for his lover, and just barely escaping the attacker's bear-like grasp he darted away into the darkness; just like that Akhen was dead, and the pursuit they thought they had finally escaped had brutally caught up to them. With a broken voice Nefertiti took one final look back, "I'm sorry, Akhenaten..." At the base of an all too familiar mountain of ivory dust could be seen roughly a dozen people; all nude with exception for a few extremities plated in bone-like armor. To Bird's group these strangers seemed almost entirely similar to those they had expected to find, but to the keen eye subtle differences could be noted. Each of these individuals wore bone not of pure ivory but instead an very so off tint of grey; the plates which covered them had a more uniform shape to them as opposed to the more natural contours Bird's group had come to know, and the greatest of differences was that of their masks. The masks of Bird, Hound, Rhino, Ox, and the others were all identical to one another aside from indian proportions to fit their various shapes and sizes, and in the center of the masks' faces were three vertical slits from which they could see in mysterious clarity. It was the mask that was so different on these strangers, as Hardcore instead of three vertical slits their world was revealed to them through two wide slivers presented horizontally across the bottom and top of each mask's surface. These dozen were strangely organized, half of which taking what looked like almost assigned positions at various places surrounding the base of the heap while the rest were in a Non Nude chaotic array further out across the grass. Each of those in the grass had a smaller or weaker looking frame, nobody of immediate alarm; none were standing. A very heavy set, shorter man sat far from the heap, facing towards the darkness in silence as he stared at the grass before him; a few feet behind him could be seen a sickly old figure sleeping on the ground, a woman with very a frail body covered in various signs of age across her wrinkled, thinning skin. Focused thought gave way to transient inklings, and I lost myself for a Hardcore blissful, euphoric moment. But after a little while I had a really good buzz going on. It was hard to even keep track of what he did. "Best I take a change of clothing just in case it gets messy," said Craig as he saw the look on Hailey's face. Moved by her emotional plea, Scott knelt down and gently helped the girl to her feet, tilting her head to look him in the eyes as he did so. I began to gag and he withdrew and let me catch my breath. “Based on your expression, I'll guess that you didn't. He was to dumbfounded to say anything. These impure thoughts were creating quite a panic in my pants now and I just knew she would notice. I hope you readers enjoy it! “Oh, god,” Pita moaned, hugging Non Nude her knees to her tits. A man? A monster? It slipped from between my digits, drifting and twisting, and was then slowly drawn back towards the large, imposing tree. I was crying out with pleasure. She places her arm on his huge cock for comparison. "What's wrong?" she asked. “How about a game?” Suggested Michael. “She is,” I moaned. I can't go home like this tonight. "Well see, the indian fun in this gift isn't about taking it out of a box. "What about me?" What’s more, they were too and they both fell asleep when we took a break. I haven’t seen act this way in long time. Brunette with big brown eyes.