A blast of humidity hit her in the face She rubbed her eye with the heel of her hand and walked the short pathway to the elevator. Then he pushed her inside, pushed her until she hit a table and fell down. She was a girl of saturnine beauty, sharp-nosed, with delicate bones that he dreamt of breaking. Her breathing was ragged now, her lips hung slightly open to suck in what air they could to help her ride this wondrous new sensations along the shoals of utter madness. Her dark red hair spread Adult pleasures like a fiery halo around her head. She slowly pulled them past his hard-on, which had to be eight inches. I tried to read something from her expression that would tell me that she was feeling different too. She was La Princesa, shaped only for destruction. They were vibrators. I planned to surprise my parents and my sister, so I didn't enter the front door but made my way around to the back to attempt to get in through my bedroom window.