Her firm legs relaxed and slid off his back, and as he pressed his chest against her still-erect nipples, he felt the warmth slipping away.Her firm legs relaxed and slid off his back, and as he pressed his chest against her still-erect nipples, he felt the warmth slipping away. Then another thrust, and another... His own release was near; he thrust into her as he came. The girl's head lolled back, her throat bared to him. Her arm slid off the bed and hung limply above the floor, the fingers curled. He dismounted and looked down in pity at the body sprawled out on the bed, now as cold as his own. Her eyes looked up at him as if to beg him to take her with him. He stood back, and held the dead girl's gaze as the mist once again slid into the dark room. * * * Kyra, his student, loved the sport. Their abode sat high on top of a desolate mountain, near a stone-strewn pass. |