I am sure you know it is a hard time for everyone. I would prefer to not be stealing, and I certainly assure you that I will not burn your farm as man... of the other soldiers will, but I must follow orders. Can you understand that?” “Yes, I understand orders,” she began, “my husband gave his life for this dreadful war, and we did not own slaves, my husband did not believe in the act. He was from the north, moved here when he was young and felt he was now a southerner. See where it got him, six. "Now the left."She peeled off his socks and stayed kneeling, smiling as she took his cock in her hand."Let me get you started," she said, leaning towards him, holding his balls in one hand as the other reached behind him to pull him forward as her mouth enveloped his cock. She sucked slowly as though she was savouring a delicacy. "I should have done this more often," she said when he was fully erect. "Now go and play with Laura."She rose, swung the door open and pushed him through, shutting it. She saw the boys and scowled. Bret pulled the tuner from his pocket and pointed it at her. Everyone around seemed to stop, like a trick TV effect. The number "35" appeared over Lisa's head.Bret pushed the right arrow button. The number increased in jumps: "48", "56", "67", "81", "88", "92". Finally, "00". As the number increased, Lisa's already attractive figure became even more curved. He dress inched higher up her legs as her flats grew three-inch heels. The dress finally stopped. I was lifted onto my knees and both stood in front of me. As they dropped their boxers I realised that this was going to happen, an I wasn't afraid, in fact I jumped at their cocks and began sucking and slurping on one, whilst the other slapped against my face, and vice versa. Eventually both were as hard as rocks and they decided it was time.My face was shoved into the bed and with only my own spit on their cocks, both began to shove their huge cocks into me at once. I never imagined having.