" This concubine refused to undress, and when the Marines went to forcefully undress her, she attacked one of them. She was executed, plain and simple... A concubine who physically attacks a sponsor or Marines dies; no questions asked and no second chances." It's potentially a harsh life, being a concubine. Those that are picked up on the spur of the moment have it worse, I mean, what do they really know about their sponsor? And what does their sponsor know about them. Yeah, they may be willing. ..she walked briskly to her door... letting us both in. She pointed to a door, and said "go strip" and then simply disappeared into another room. I entered the room, it was a sparsely decorated bedroom, with a queen bed and a dresser. I quickly stripped off my clothes, and returned to the living room. She was back, and had stripped as well. She was sitting on the couch, chatting on her phone... she crooked her finger and beckoned me to her. I walked up to the couch, she leaned back and spread. I wanted to fuck him as badly as just a couple of seconds ago. We precisely examined the expressions of each other faces, when he finally had mercy and while sexily biting on his lower lip, pushed a little harder so that my cock head once again passed the ring of his forbidden hole. Without stopping he lowered himself until my cock was entirely burriedin his ass, which he commented with a long pleasured moan. He looked liked he was in pure bliss and slowly raised again from my dick until it was. Her actions forced me to realize that this was no dream, this was real."I'll rustle you up something to eat. No doubt you'll be hungry." Emilybounced out of the room.I was hungry, but more than that I needed to go to the bathroomdesperately. I needed to get up, by myself. Slowly I rolled back onto myback. Then using a combination of sliding my behind and pushing with myhands, I got to the edge of the bed. I then dropped my feet over theside of the bed and pushed myself up with my hands. As I.