I could be a warlord, and I could claim anything that I could control. I could control anything my men could reach, but would the people benefit from ...y attention or would I be just another jerk taxing the poor into starvation? I would have to provide something that made it worthwhile for the farmers to bend their knees and claim me as their lord.What would a farmer want? Widemouth could provide markets, supplies, law, justice, tools, ideas, labor, probably a lot of things I hadn’t thought of. I ran my hands all over and down between her cheeks pushing my hand into her hard. She pushed back every time I touched her anywhere near her cunt or arse. Then I lent down and buried my face into the fabric of her knickers and pushed until I could smell the scent coming from her. When I did I slipped my hand under the gusset and pushed my fingers into her soaking slit. I looked up and I could see Cass was in ecstasy. Angela stopped licking her for a while and told Cass exactly what I was doing. "Brenda crawled over the seat and shuddered when she saw Cal's neck. She crawled through the windshield and dropped into the raft. Ron had no idea how long the plane would stay above water so he decided to get Brenda safely to shore and come back and salvage what he could. Ron dropped into the raft and pulled the oar from its storage and started rowing to shore. The plane had come to rest about 100 feet from the shore of the lake. Ron saw a dead tree floating about 200 feet in front of the. I lay down on top of the sheets and soonemitted my own ' I'm drunk and little chilly' snore. I awoke with a latemorning sun in my eyes and on my skin. But that wasn't what woke we up.It was Marion's hands sliding up and down my shaved legs. The last passwas on the inside of my thigh and my mind wasn't the only thing comingawake. Her eyes were wide open and focused on my legs as she trailed herfingers up and down and now inside and out."You like me naked?" I asked.She didn't have to think long..