She groaned softly as I pushed deeper, she wasn’t the tightest, but she fitted snug around my cock and her copious amount of juices made the way eve... more slippery. Our groins met, my cock pushing past her cervix, I grounded my groin against her, then pulled back and slammed my cock hard back into her, receiving a grunt for my action. I pushed down on her legs, forcing them closer against her, took hold of her breasts and pinched her nipples as I used this new leverage to thrust hard and deep. Sunday came and I knew Jean wouldn’t be online because of her commitment to playing at her church, so I just watched some TV and waited until afternoon to get on my computer. At 12:15 I signed on to see if Jean was online and she wasn’t, so I went to my favorite site and started to read a story. At 12:30, Jean signed on and I waited to hear what she had to say. She said she had just talked with her BF, and he told her he wasn’t going to be to her place until around midnight. He had to go out. ”“Alternative?”“We were hasty. We should have stayed behind the walls but left our protection to confront you. As soon as I saw you, I knew you could have defeated us.”It was true, he could easily fight them, but he had no intention of doing so. “I want you to know I have no desire to hurt anyone here.”“That is clear now.”“Will other villages react the same way?”She took a moment to think. “There is a saying ‘it is better to feed the beast than become the food’.”It hurt to know people would. An old, printed sign taped to the cash register proclaimed, ‘You’re white today because your ancestors practiced segregation.’ This same lighting scheme extended into a large dance area lined with plastic covered booths and small, scarred tables. The place had a pervasive odor of beer, cigarette smoke, hair tonic, cheap aftershave, and testosterone. Clay Atkins stood next to the jukebox until he spotted Wheeler Sims sitting at a front booth. The Rhodes brothers were with him. So was Renee. With.