You know what feeling up 49 naked women has done to me. My pussy, hell my whole body is your’s to do with what you wish” Sarah said bluntly as she...started to unbutton her blouse.“I don’t think I could watch you feel up one more woman. That was two days of sexual torture. I think we have earned some fun time” responded Rebecca.The two women stood only a few feet in the apartment with the door still half open. They quickly helped each other out of their clothes. As they hugged each other, Rebecca. He could all but feel the trap closing around them, and he would not send the thousand men under his command charging blindly to their deaths.He was about to summon his scouts when the iron-bound gates of the fortress began to swing open. Boulet squinted. The distance was great, but he had sharp eyes. A lone figure was walking through the gates - a bent-backed crone swaddled in mouldering robes, leaning heavily on a gnarled cane, her skin a mass of warty growths.The crone walked slowly towards. “Open your mouth” I ordered her. She did as instructed and I spat in her mouth. She swallowed and to my surprise, she opened again. Good little girl she was. I spat again this time half in her mouth half on her face. The sight was incredible so I bucked and jabbed some more. The more she screamed the harder I went. When I let up she got quiet, catching her breath and “Open” she did. I owned this woman. I claimed her all night long. I moved her into different positions depending on which hit her. Mark eyed the contents of the pan warily. "What is that?" "A zucchini pancake with angel hair pasta and a few other things. It's like a frittata." Brody sprinkled some salt and pepper on it, flipped it again. "How the hell do you come up with stuff like that?" "Saw it in a magazine." Brody shrugged. "Looked good, thought I'd try it. Come on, when have I ever let you down with food?" "When you tried to mix red peppers and sauerkraut." Mark shuddered at the memory. "I can't eat either of those.