"One of the men shouted, "Never!" He ran at a sword and died with the point going through his chest. One of the wounded hurt one of camp bitches when ...he was trying to help him. He died. The other wounded man was killed as were any other wounded who were later found. That left four men and three women. They were trussed up tightly and brought back to our camp.As was usual with male prisoners, they were treated roughly and the women were fondled. One of the male prisoners tried to object and was. She stuffed it back in her pocket. “Where are you?” she muttered petulantly.At 12th Street, she bore right, following it to Enslow Boulevard; from there, along to Washington Boulevard, approximately 1/2-mile from home. She began to jog, clumsily at first with her hands jammed in her coat pockets, then breaking into a lope, and then finally a sprint, exhaustion overtaking and halting her a block from home. Bent double, panting, and gripping her knees, she coughed convulsively. Her heart banged. "OHHH MY FUCKING GOD UNCLE MIKE! IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD! YESSS YESSSS YESSSSSSS I'M GONNA...I'M GONNA......AHHHHHHHH FUCK YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS! Her body convulsed and she actually squirted across my face. I had never been with a squirter before and it surprised me at first, but I quickly recovered and slowly licked, kissed, and sucked up every drop of her juices.Standing back up I kissed her deeply. She ran her fingers through my soaking wet hair and pulled me tightly against her. As we. Suddenly shefelt all the might of his gaze return, and gather its force for a blow on thattiny morsel of pink, engorged flesh, the morsel that now seemed a huge throbthreatening to subdue her individuality.?She WAS the throb raising its song to the unseen piper and sheknew his name. Tina's hand shook as she strove to hold the cuffssteady and push the edge under her exposed nub. The dull metal, smeared with the glistening sheen ofher liquid, shameless arousal, lifted the inflamed piece of the.