Her new role of defending the home territory came from a sense of horror at the way some of the other tribes treated the captive women and children fr...m the losing tribes.The strong and beautiful woman was more inclined to savor the pleasures of taking it from behind like an obedient blanket humper but the shortage of men necessitated her call to duty as a rock-thrower on the front line.Her blanket sharers were the twin tiger-killing warriors that enjoyed sharing her in a way that the other. My breasts were now fully exposed to him as he began to suck and gently nibbling my nipples whilst slowly moving me over to the pool table, this felt good in a scarey way , was it because we might get caught or because I knew it was wrong but Laid back as he continued to fondle and caress me, telling me i was beautiful and had the best figure he had ever touched. I trembled as I felt the top button of my shorts being undone legs went to jelly and I let out a little gasp as he pulled down the. I was going toargue more but she was already gone, headed into her room to find thenext humiliating outfit to dress me in. That outfit turned out to be a short denim skirt with white lacingprotruding from the hem and a white t-shirt with a picture of a sparklyunicorn splashed across it. It was dreadful."This was my favourite outfit when I was nine or ten, so you shouldthank me for letting you wear it," she said, handing me each item with awicked smile on her face, "and you have to wear these. They were already very hard and so sensitive...Then, seemingly on its own, my hand slid down my tummy and over my mound. My pussy was soaked! My other hand was squeezing my nipple, one then the other. My fingers began to slide inside of my wet, juicy pussy. It was hopeless for me to resist anymore. I needed to come. I just couldn't wait.Leaning against the wet, tiled wall, I pushed my fingers deep inside me, thrusting them in and out and imagining they were Dave's. I remembered how he curled.