“There could be thousands of others,” I noted. “You need to be careful there isn’t a bloodbath.”“We know, Kiria. But some examples are nee...ed to encourage others to make amends.”“Agreed,” Oilo nodded. “If we shed too much blood our regime will be no better than Rentap’s, and just as likely to fall.”“That’s always an issue,” Tillan said. “You’ll be creating new enemies and you’ll need to minimise them.”“I think we can avoid the temptation to kill them all and let the gods sort out the guilty,”. Stop whining, beast! George demanded, with Anthony untying her and chuckling, Force the bitch like hate her!Are you worth hating? Dylan questioned her.No, sir, but please do! Ethel moaned.Stupid! Dylan snorted as he removed the handle from her nookie and hurled his cock into it.Hate me, for all I care, you stinking piece of shit! he roared while beginning to hammer her.Following that, George jammed his 11 – inched penis into her mouth.Suck my dick, you dirty slut! he bellowed.Uh – hmmm! she. The kids wanted to run through their show, so it was going to be just like it would be this evening.The Lucky Lady Blues Band did a really solid thirty minutes of good music. They had an encore song, and then did the lead in for the Blues Expedition with a driving instrumental that gave the audience a clue that this was going to be some good stuff.The plan was for the kids to move off the stage, but Bonita and Lizzie would blend into the group remaining on stage. The lead piece was just to set. “That last guy had his knee rubbing against my pussy as we danced making me really need a good fucking.”Susan sat, so her chair was close to me. My right hand was around her to cup her tit and the other rubbing the crotch of her panties.I had her stand and pushing up the hem of her skirt, I slid the back of her panties aside and kissed her ass three times. “Ninety-three, Ninety-two and ninety-one.”“What’s that for?” She wrinkled her brow.“You said last time I owed you ninety-three more birthday.