Let's keep the pressure on them and drive them into the bowmen's range," I told them, before grabbing one of the other men's arms."Take the Village Ch...ef and any other wounded to his house to have their wounds cared for. The Mage is there," I told him before turning to the others."Let's chase those wolves toward the castle," I told those remaining. The Chief and two others were taken to have their wounds treated, as the remainder formed a line on either side of me with their torches and pitch. One hand slipped around her front and cupped her breast, followed quickly by the second, squeezing. A thumb and forefinger tweaked her nipple. ‘Ouch,’ she said to herself, drawing in a deep breath. Those hands left her tits and ran over her taut belly and quickly checked the circumference of her hips before diving down in front, cupping her mound.. Strong, coarse fingers stroked her lips through the material of her skirt. His face nestled in the crook of her neck, his five o’clock shadow. I started stroking it and he began to moan."Lets go down to the woods." he told me.We had messed around in the woods behind the church many times before. There was a clear spot surrounded by a lot of under growth, we were well hidden.We both got on our bikes and raced to the bottom of the hill as fast as we could. No sooner were we in the woods, I was down on my knees and pulling his dick out of his shorts. When I pulled his waist band down his now 7 inch prick slapped me in the face. We. Turning slowly, to give him the chance to move his eyes, she asked, “And where did you get into the habit of calling me Dr. Cartwright?” “I didn’t think you would remember me,” he said offering her a soft smile. “You were my professor for the first half of Freshman English at City College. While there I also took your American Literature class and one you taught on World Lit.” “Really?” she said with honest surprise. “How could I possibly have forgotten a student as handsome as you?” “That’s.