I started to tug on her hair as I shackled her arm with my free hand. Suddenly, amongst the strident moaning and screaming, I heard a knock on the doo..., followed by a voice."This is the last time I'm going to ask, open up or I'm coming in!" It was familiar. I must have not heard the knocks over Becky's shrieks of pleasure and my own concentration. I was unable to stop myself, I had to finish. Becky didn't seem to notice at all, her legs began to shake as her warm cum flowed freely down her. Phir ek din dusri ladies bhi aa gayi jo bahar gayi hui thi mujhe pata chala k uska flat mere bilkul saath wala hai but meri kabhi usse baat chit nahi hui. Ek din wo market ja rahe the or mein bhi apne office ja rha tha to unhone poocha k aap gadi se ja rahe ho to hame market tak chod do. To meine kaha aajao drop kar dunga. Mujhe laga k ritu bhabhi akeli ja rahi hogi but saath me wo dusri ladies bhj jo mere saath wale flat me rehti hai. Meri1st time usse hello hui thi. Or meine unhe market drop. "We're fighting for the King." he said."Fuck the King," I said.He looked startled. "Army pay, no hold-backs or stoppages, bonuses for horses," he said. "A guinea to sign, sixpence a day." Sixpence?" I said, spinning a shilling on the table top."Bonuses for most," he said."How long do I have to sign for?" A year gets you a guinea, two years three guineas." I'll sign on for two years. Think this trouble'll las' that long?" Wot's your name?" John Carroll," I said, thinking of the best-known name. And the fresh smells of a new night were intoxicating.I inhaled deeply of that heady aroma.The city howled around me ... crying out the passion and seduction that could be enjoyed by any who desired. Tavern owners opened their doors and tapped their barrels of wine. Whores applied sensual paints to their faces, hoping to catch the eye of a wealthy patron. Beggars filled the street corners ... their hands raised and their heads lowered.The city has readied itself to receive them ... and finally,.