“Cracks are showing,” I murmured.“Indeed John. I’d expect one more attack, possibly an act of desperation on their part before we reach the wa...l,” Morgana nodded.“Closer we are to the walls the more likely,” Arch agreed.“Our vigilance is at its peak, but ensure complacency doesn’t creep in,” Morgana ordered, sending us on our way as she went to brief the allies.They did attack again, several hundred Drow scrambling up the slope of the ramp to try to get at the people extending it. Many however. About 10 minutes go by and she hollers from the other room for me to come on back. God yes. This is going to be so great. She has the bedroom door cracked open and peeping through it she is smiling. I also smile and lean up and kiss her. She opens the door and comes out in the hall wearing a robe. We pull each other tight and our tongues explore each others mouth. My cock gets so hard as she rubs it and giggles." White guys are small aren't they" she snickers. I should have been hurt, but. A light-haired girl sat on the stoop, head in hands."This is my daughter," the woman said. "I hid her in the root cellar."The girl looked up at me, eyes tear stained. She swallowed. "I could hear them raping her," she said, "their feet kicking the floor right over my head. She screamed and screamed." Just the officers poked me, a pair of 'em," the woman said, looking away and sniffing. "Their men were out there stealing everything." Redcoats?" I asked, enjoying the girl's blue eyes and soft. Dad tells me how he has seen my touching my nipples. The fact that they are so pink and beautiful is surely the sign of the devil at work. Zack reaches over my head and places the rubber lined cups of the chastity bra over my small breasts. The rubber and steel straps of the bra were quickly joined behind my back and padlocked in place. The cups felt strange and new over my freshly canned breasts.Dad was right about my filthy urges. One night Gregory had walked into my room, which of.