Captain Emma was wiping cum from her face as she looked down at the pathetic sight, “You don’t look so tough now look at all your limp cocks still...dribbling cum” She turned to the Amazonian leader “Thank you for helping us we are very grateful”“We still hate you but we hate these pathetic male soldiers more we humiliated them to protect our land” the Warrior replied with disdain.Captain Emma had an idea “I think we should take these toys to the nearest village and let the poor women use them as. All I am seeing and hearing is the doctor, the doctor.” Truda replied to Angelika.Angelika’s eyes went wide as she turned back to Alan. In a soft voice she started again, “Alan? Alan. It’s your mother. Please come back to me son. Please, we would be so lost without you. Alan? Come back to me, fight for me, for our family.” Angelika’s eyes were starting to tear up as she felt so helpless. ‘Again, ‘ she thought, ‘I am of no use, so weak I can’t even help my son!’Alan’s eyes suddenly cleared as. ”I kissed her mouth and licked her lips and inserted my tongue into her mouth. She was obliging and returned my kisses.I moved over her leg. She widened her legs to accommodate me. My erection pushed against her pussy. She reached down and inserted my cock into her pussy. I rested there fully sheathed for a moment. I withdrew an inch or two, then pushed into her again. I started slowly, building momentum and enthusiasm. She grabbed my buttocks and established a quicker pace.We were humping and. Although we weren’t regular church-goers, we’d both been brought up by deeply religious parents. And in all the years of marriage, we’d always used the passage from Corinthians as a kind of personal shorthand for the true nature of love. We’d used it between ourselves when one of us had needed to gently pull the other one up about something. We’d used it when we were bringing Donovan up, educating our only-child son in how he should relate to others. But, still, hearing it in the context of our.