A tear slides down my cheek, and I look down at the gold. The bag must have enough in it to keep us provisioned for months, and with winter coming, it...��ll be more than enough to keep us comfortable even if times are difficult. In a fit of rage I grab the bag and hurl it into the woods. Time seems to slow, and all falls to silence as the heavy leather purse tumbles through the air towards an elm tree. The moment the purse hits the trunk, there’s a huge explosion that throws me back and off of my. Indeed, even there, the NCA had dropped their mask and just shot people where they stood. Men, women, children ... armed, unarmed, resisting or not, they were being slaughtered like sheep. This was going to be even worse than Vientiane. Maybe a quarter of the many people there had been turned in time ... the remaining six million, ten times as many as died in Vientiane, would now perish at the hands of the New Celestial Army.“Good God ... that’s sheer savagery!” I heard from behind me as. ” she told me. “Will you drink my piss Rupa?” “Yes Saabji I will.” It was 1 PM now and my cock was so erect that I felt it would tear my jeans. As she watched the anal action, I couldn’t stop feasting on her ass. I grabbed them as tight as I could, and I kept fingering her ass cracks, playing with the hair there. I caressed her more, rubbing the vagina area of her panty, and sliding my hands and pressing her all over the body, feeling her body as hard as I could. With her fantastic ass, I had. I kept my hands busy on her body as I drove..not wanting anything but just to keep myself awake at first....... and as she didnt wake or complain, I went a little further and slowly undid her buttoned top (luckily she wasn't wearing a bra) and started playing with her breasts.She was half asleep when I noticed her moving her hips, I obliged with my fingers playing over her panties.. then under them. She was getting a little wet and seemed to push back. The thought popped in my head and I let my.