

Kung Jin and the Bounty Hunter
Written by Camila Hiromi
On one end of normal day, Kung Jin returned home through an old village. It was near dusk, and the clouds in the sky announcing a night of cold and maybe rain.
The Shaolin descending seemed distracted, when he was approached by a stranger, who pinned him with a totally violent headlock. Jin shuddered, and while he had the neck surrounded by the attack of an unknown, he felt around him a smell of gunpowder invade the air. Without any reaction, placed at the mercy of a stranger.
fear of thoughts and desire began to take care of the young, who moved a few centimeters against the aggressor and this brutally pressed against the wall. Again a huge curiosity came upon Jin, who could only think in the body of unknown man next to her at that moment.
I need to make a magazine before let him go.
Erron Black was rude to see if the young man had a gun, but the poor Jin could be totally delivered and disarmed. His body shuddered every mention of the great and mighty hands of the aggressor, but thought of feeling them in another way. When Erron Black finally ended, he moved to let the young man go his way.
It was when Jin left the desire to master it completely, and said in an unexpected plea.
-Please stay.
It was night, and the stranger decided to meet the request of Jin and put the body in unprotected descendant of Kung Lao, who quivered more and more every new contact and assault. Erron Black penetrated its member very firmly and strength, and perspiration of his manly body left Jin increasingly delivered and excited, which made him moan a lot.
The stranger then burst into a wonderful joy and Jin did the same as he felt the wet member of the man who encoxava with his strong legs.