She'd need them all, immediately if not sooner.I gave her a tablespoon of milk about every five minutes, day and night without a pause. To help stay a...ake I would talk to her constantly, inanities about myself mostly, but in-between feedings I'd also read to her from a book or the newspaper. Anything to help stay awake and give her stimulation for her fight for survival.When I saw the very first hint of color on her otherwise pale cheeks, I knew that at least this first crisis had passed and I. Suddenly, she yelled, “I’m coming, oh yes, I’m coming!”My mouth and face were bathed in her exploding juices. Boy, she tasted so good. I drank up every bit of her juices and was delirious with pleasure. I continued to suck her and move my tongue all around between her pussy lips and knew that her clit would really be sensitive now, so I eased off very gently. I hadn’t noticed, with my head between her legs, that she had raised herself up on her elbows, watching me devour her pussy. As I raised. Her cunt ached with desire and she cast aside every doubt she had ever had. After all, considering the stunt she had just pulled, she might be dead tomorrow. Still, when Lata took hold of her tank top and tugged it up and over her head head, Cinder lifted her arms grudgingly and broke the kiss with a tiny mewl of disappointment. The coarse grain of the Starkian outfit tugged against her nipples, teasing them, then rasped against her neck, then caught on her nose as her arms grew tangled. For. Wilhan led his portion of the army and all of the archers and slingers through the night covering the distance to their goal at a fast pace. Those with horses rode men double while the young men jogged much of the way. They were glad to find that the enemy, not expecting an attack in the ravaged area, didn't have night pickets out.As soon as the enemy camp began to stir the next morning a group of Wilhan's slingers attacked. The Sarvalk warriors thought it was a raid by some refugee boys, and.