She turned and looking over her shoulder hooked a thumb in the straps on each side. Again the smile as she slowly peeled them down her long legs bendi...g until she reached her ankles. Framed in the oval cleft at the tops of her thighs was the most beautiful pussy I had ever seen. Perfectly proportioned lips tight but looking ready to burst open like a tulip bud. A slight glisten of moisture where the hood slides from between them to surround the little pleasure button and just the faintest wisps. " Bianca's voice rose."You're right," Kellie said with a nod. She turned her head towards the captives. "Anybody who wants go it alone, you can leave. Take the gang's guns, but stay the fuck away from us. That's your chance--stay the fuck away from us!"There were tears in Kellie's eyes when she spoke to me. "Are you sure you don't want to fuck her? She egged on a lot of the bullying." Fuck no, Kellie!"She nodded and pulled out her handgun."Kellie, no!" Bianca grabbed her arm."I can't leave her. Now I have to start over. I’ve wasted so much and now I have to see how I can make up for that. ———- Anyia knew that she would never again wear a crown. The crown traditionally worn by Grand Duchesses was in storage and would remain there until her successor was coroneted. The one she had bought from Monaco no longer existed. Undoubtedly her father would have its jewels appraised and then exchange them for gold ingots for the National Treasury. It was equally likely he would attempt to sell off. She seemed to be on her own and was keeping close herd on a pair of young ones that appeared itching to break away and start exploring all on their own.The woman looked fabulous even in the heat of the nearing mid-day sun and she certainly didn’t have that worn-down look of most of these settler females old before their time with young ones running amuck and husbands that were only interested in talking to them when they had them face down in the bed with their ass up high for marital.