Joe’s uncircumcised wang was six inches long, hard as steel, and monstrously thick. Joe slowly pushed it further into Leigh’s rosebud. Eventually,...he got past the rim. Leigh let out a scream, so Joe stopped, waiting for him to urge him on further.“It hurts too much, please, stop... I can’t do this.”“Shhh, relax. Loosen your muscles. It’s going to feel great, I promise.”It took him a minute, but Leigh eventually started to calm down a bit. Stroking his cock helped.Joe started to push further and. He couldn’t fight his home state. Of course, he wasn’t as anti-slavery before the war as he seemed to become later on. Quite the opposite, in fact. We have to factor in that he might have undergone an epiphany of sorts due to the conditions of the war and seeing the black Union troops fight for their cause against his men.“Quite simply, Ms. Fairbanks, half-truths have distorted things about the Civil War and created a lot of confusion. You’re not alone and you’re not stupid. You were just. We walked down to the parking lot where my bike was waiting. I was feeling good but definitely not buzzed. I got on the bike and started it. She slid her leg over the seat and nestled in behind me, hugging me tightly again.We took the elevator up to the fifth floor and walked to our room.Only one bed, I offered to take the couch. She took the first shower, walking from the bathroom to the bedroom with a towel wrapped around her body and one around her hair, “All done, the shower is yours,” she. I kind of wanted her to open her bitch mouth and yell an insult at him to really piss him off. Instead what she did was even better. As soon as he got close enough to her, Anna spat out right at his mask covered face. He stood there for a moment and looked at her prideful and defiant face which was held up high. Now that was a mistake. He smiled at her realising just how much he was going to enjoy hurting this bitch. Normally he would start of with one the tools that was supplied to him but he.