The day of the execution inevitably arrived. The five condemned women again were, Margie my junkie slut, aged 24, was a “biker gal” and an out and...out meth dealer. Julia my mistress of the month, aged 28, was a single mother who had tried to make some extra cash selling coke and got the gallows instead, Naima the bitch, aged 20, was a tall, elegant looking light-skinned black girl who had the wrong boyfriend and possibly took some satisfaction in the fact that he had swung in Marion. "What is it that you would ask of us?" the Drandian asked."We have come to plead for any assistance that your people might be able to give us," Sam said. "Our people are in grave jeopardy and could be wiped out at any moment by our enemies. We are powerless to stop them because they are far more numerous than we are and control vastly more resources than we do. We are asking if there is anything at all you would be willing to do for us that could offset this advantage." Please understand. Captain Pickett looked over our wagons and livestock and pronounced that he could easily carry us and all our possessions up to Saint Louis but wanted to know why we just didn't steam all the way to Saint Joe (Saint Joseph, Missouri). That idea got all of our attention and JC and the Captain moved a ways from the camp to dicker over the price of such a trip. The men settled on a price of one hundred twenty dollars which included four cabins on the riverboat. We had originally thought we'd be. My slutty wife made some slurping sounds, pulled off him and opened her wet mouth. She worked the sperm around for him to see before closing her lips and swallowing the load whole. He told her that she was a slutty married white whore; who could not get enough of black cock…Ana looked up at him, gave a slight giggle and bobbed her head on his still hard rod a few more times. They rested a few minutes; then they showered together as he fingered her wet stretched cunt…Then she led him to our.