“Well, he used that word that I don’t like.”“Oh, what word is that?”“Well, I don’t know if I should say it.”“Its okay son, it’s on...y you and I here and nobody will know about what you’re telling me anyway.”“You promise you won’t get mad?”“No son, I won’t get mad.”“I heard his father say fuck.”I hesitated before speaking, trying very hard to keep from laughing.“Well, that isn’t a very nice word but what was he doing when he said it?”“I didn’t know just then but I found out shortly after. Many of the piles of bodies were set on fire, and that slowed the advance of the enemy even more.I have no idea how many of the enemy were killed by our infantry and cavalry, but it had to be a substantial number. There had to be at least a thousand dead bodies around the fort, and the vast majority of them were mercenaries. I do not know why, but the steam seemed to run out of the mercenary attack, and they gave up before they were able to mount a direct attack on the fort. None of the long. As he stood up I held onto his thighs as the brute in my anus worked fast and furious, soon he shot his load and held on to my buttocks as he grind the last bit of cum from his cock. The rest of the guys were only interested in fucking, they took their time and invaded my anal opening as quick as one would shoot and pull out. I was bent over at the waist getting fucked multiple times, they spunk from the first five cum shots was running down my thighs and legs. It got easier after the first. "I wanted to get these damnedthings off of my feet...I don't know how you walk around on them all daydear...and I found out I just can't do it! I always end up putting itright back on!"Patrick's Grandfather sat down beside her and did the same thing.Lifting a long smooth leg up, the old man grimaced as he removed a shoe,held it for a bit, and finally returned it to his foot. "Well I'll bedamned." You can't take any of it off?" Patrick asked with horror."Oh you can for a bit...but only when your.