Slowly rising from the bed, I put my hands to my skull tenderly, feeling as though I’ve gone a few rounds with a jackhammer in a head butting contes....That’s weird, I think to myself. I didn’t have anything to drink last night.Ambling along at an old mans pace, I shuffle into the kitchen to get some coffee brewing. The place is pretty clean, I’m single but always prepared for female company, finding that I do better at winning their affections when I don’t look like a slob.Reaching across the. I saw that I was being dragged to a large pit that had been dug in the center of the camp. A reek of blood came from the pit.Men were starting to grin and I saw a wicked gleam in their eyes as they moved from where they lounged about in shade and hovels. The guard to my right – the one who had brought up the clock beast, whatever that was – leaned in and growled in my ear.“Welcome to the Isle of Despair, new fish. Lets see how you do.”And he pitched me forward, into the pit.For some definition. You went round the back to watch my ass and pussy sliding up and down the cock I was riding. You could hold back no more you pushed me over so my face was on the guy under me and slid your cock up my ass. I thought I was gonna rip as two cocks pumped me at the same time. You pulled it out a bit then back in slowly and teased me for a while. You could feel the cock under you as he fucked my pussy I screamed at you both to bang me as I could feel the tingling in my fingers toes and clit. I never. An experienced quarry was lying stock still and a very embarrassed young hunter was standing over her with his foot raised, obviously too nervous to put his foot actually down on her chest. The tag on her suit was still there also. In his embarrassment, Ramzy El-Najjar had forgotten to remove it as his claim to the kill. The Emir, may he live for ever, arrived as the riders were milling about and roared with laughter, which did nothing for Ramzy El-Najjar's composure."Well, lad," said the Emir,.