Angelique angles her left breast to his mouth. The purplish tongue darts out, circling her n****e before he fixes his teeth on the tip and closes his lips around it. Angelique cries out, and again Ruiz makes as though to rise. “Wait,” I murmur, “wait.” Angelique lowers herself toward his c**k. Still retaining the grip on her n****e, Hardwick pulls, painfully stretching her breast in a bestial tug-of-war. My entire body stiffens in anguished suspense as the tip of the phallus settles between her thighs. Hardwick gasps, releasing Angelique, as the poison I put on her n****e takes effect. Eyes widening until it appears they will pop from their sockets, his neck arches impossibly back. Foam bubbles to his lips and, with a cry of alarm, Angelique scrambles backward, losing her balance and falli
