Then you all may go and have some rest. ‘ She dismounted and turned to the chief: ‘I heard that we will have competitions and dances?’ ‘Yes, ...wana. Talunga want honor Fighting Ladies. Competition when sun gets less hot.’ Druna went to carry out her tasks, while Aisha and four other soldiers prodded the Kimbundo towards the area reserved for the slaves – a group of kubatas near the end of the village, surrounded by a high palisade. The sentinel opened the gate and the youths marched in, ten. “We won’t talk about this, but it had better never happen again.” Elizabeth said coming in to the kitchen again.“Mom!”“No! I am not discussing this with you right now and you need to apologize to Billy.”“Like Hell!” Jamie said as he stomped out and slammed the kitchen door.Hours later while mending yet another fence Jamie had to laugh. He hadn’t acted like that since he was about six years old. He never raised his voice to his mother and normally would never be rude to a guest but his mother’s. I thought about going up her ass, but with no sink to wash off in and no bathroom to use, I ruled that out right away. I grabbed her left elbow a stood her up to bring her around to the side of the car where there was like 4 feet of garage space. And wouldn't you know it - as she gets close to my face she whispers, "I have to pee"Plan failure number three. Didn't have enough brains to think that tequila and club all day would have some effect. Plus I think the giant cock had something to do. . fuck him good..."A few words of support from April and Miriam while nothing intelligible was coming from Theresa and Melody. They tried to give voice to their enjoyment but were too busy tongue wrestling.This went on for what seemed like forever. I was lost in joy. When, once again the slick volcanic velvet friction on my cock pulled another orgasm from deep within. With a cry of bliss I filled Theresa's twat with thick love juice. I felt eager tongues lapping at my balls, cock and her pussy.