No mercy

Calvo hoisted Eighteen in to his powerful arms. She hung like some heroine in an old 2D movie in the hero's grasp, her back arched, her large breasts thrust against the confining fabric of her uniform, nipples clearly visable beneath. Her long blonde hair brushed against the rocky ground as Calvo carried her to the cleft's edge, and regretfully, let her drop. Guardswoman fell without a sound, until she splashed in to the cold, dark water below.

Turning, he lifted the naked, petite Eighteen. He was powerfully erect, as he carried her to the brink...her short, wet, black hair, cut boyishly short, her perky little tits, the soft dark hair nestled like a chick between her slim thighs...all invited a man's attention, even if that man had not been locked up for years. But who knew how far behind other guards were.

Closing his eyes, Calvo let her drop....