" Damn it! You're right, Macro. But who's behind this? The only one I can think of is Elbar. But this is not like him." I agree. But what about his cr...zy old uncle Botho? He'd do it and confront his nephew with the results. He favours slavery and the traders may easily be in liege with him." Yes, that fits. But what are we to do? I'll rouse the Guard, of course. But if the Nobles support this plot they can have more than three-thousand people marching on Tanitsar. Plus, they still form the. I was thinking about how to do that! I got the idea of pretending to be in a deep sleep.So I did pretend and slowly put my hand on her legs. I waited there to see her reaction, and when there was none. I moved my palm slightly higher above her knees. On being sure of no reaction from her, I moved my fingers and tried to feel her big beefy calves by grabbing them.They were soft, warm and a bit sweaty. My palms were sweating, too, and my heartbeat was off the charts. After feeling her calves, I. “Tell me you want it harder.”“Squeeze me harder,” Sonya again complied. “Squeeze it so I feel my victory for days.”Maya enjoyed rolling Sonya’s nipple until her tit was stretched farther than she had ever experienced. Sonya squirmed in pain, unable to get away from the restraints. Maya looked across Sonya’s body to her untouched breast. “Your other tit looks neglected. Tell me you want me to suck it.”“Suck my tit Maya,” Sonya complied hoping it would bring relief to the abused tit between. By the time we were in range for our repeating rifles, two of the boats near the island were sinking. From our elevated vantage, I shot at the center of the boats and hit the bottom. The big Minié balls from the Enfields did quite a lot of damage to the bottom and the two boats headed for the nearby island. My wives managed to sink two more boats. Those two boats tried to make it to the far shore and failed. The men in the boats drowned, unable to swim in their clothing--if they knew how to.