In the evening there was a party with king and us many tribal dances were done in the function I also involved in the party of remembering to protect ...hat lady who is being to be raped for us but I don’t know who is the ladyChoosen by king for this brutality as my friends where head kicked with natural wine including Remya and me too we have to sleep the night at king’s house. Next day when I wake up I found I was sleeping in a table and my hands and legs where tied up to the corners of the. So I was more than ready for taking a ride on a sweet schoolgirl, even if she was sweet only in looks and not in nature.I knew just what was needed, and it was ready to hand: a brush that we used for grooming the horses, it had a handle about 18 inches in length, so that you could reach over the horse’s back; the handle was a smooth wooden rod about three centimetres in diameter, with a slightly rounded end. I knew from personal experience what a good dildo it made, as on a few boring. A few minutes later, well, I filled her with a creamy load, as requested. I would have loved to fuck her some more, but she came herself too and her cunt was just, like, milking the cum out of my balls.Then, I just got dressed and went home. Oh man, how could this just happen?***I look at my half-empty bowl of soup. I feel sick and guilty. 'Fuck, what was I just thinking?'You simply won't wipe that ugly, dirty smirk of yours.“Thanks man,” you say, “that went a lot easier than expected.”I don't. We went through the normal checks before proceeding into a tunnel taking us under London into the main car parking area of Military Intelligence.Colonel Marlow was situated behind his desk, he looked up as Nichole and I walked in. "Well Mr. Beaker, what do you think of your base?" He asked indicating to us to sit down.I wondered if I should be diplomatic or not, decided on not. "It would be better if Captain Bolland wasn't always trying to find out what I'm doing there."I saw Marlow was trying.