She bit her lip so hard that she drew blood. Watching her, Bob saw the intensity of her pleasure distort her face. This, in turn, initiated an eruptio... in him that made the whole of his body begin to shake. He started to cream all over her genital flesh and the silk of her thong.The pressure between his sex organ and her inflamed femininity amplified his orgasm. Each wave of sperm seemed to take an age to travel the length of his shaft, before being squeezed out between her flesh and his. Ali’s. He moaned as he pounded, and then she tried something to get him to stop. She closed her eyes and concentrated on the few pictures she had seen before changing. Her hair turned auburn, her features getting more square, and her breasts reducing to a small C cup, freckles spattering her face and body. She grew a large auburn bush, and a well defined torso and abdomen. She had become…“Oh mom!” He groaned, and he slowed it down to become more loving, kissing the now shocked and even further appaled. I took a nice hot shower, and shaved everywhere, making my skin nice and smooth. I put on some lotion, and then got dressed. I wore a sexy pink and black lace thong, with a matching bra, and garter. I slid on my lace stockings (always my favorite part), then got up and slipped on my sexy blue dress. My shoes, were black four inch heels, which I knew he would love. I did my makeup like a girl going for a night on the town should. Smokey eyes, sexy lips, and my favorite Victoria's Secret perfume.. By today's standards, pillaging a village and ravaging its occupants was a war crime. In those days, it was just part and parcel of war. A field of grain with peasants to work the field was a source of food for the enemy. Destroying peasants and taking the grain was an acceptable tactic of war. No one expected it to be otherwise. In the ruins of an inn, they realized that the only people they could turn to for help was each other.It was a sobering thought. In 1643, that kind of sentiment was.