They were screaming as they came closer in and they made a frightening sight. Then those in front began to run into the sharpened stakes and all becam... bloody ruin, men screaming, those at the back pressing those at the front further into the 'field' of weapons. The water began to turn red with their blood. It was a scene straight from hell."Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck." I repeated quietly to myself as I stared at the carnage, listened to the agonised screams of men as they impaled themselves.I. Once that happened. she lay down and opened her legs even wider. Even an idiot could have guessed what she expected to happen. However, instead of immediately mounting her, I pulled her closer and positioned my head between her legs and started on my mission.She was all jelly when I finally mounted her. Once I started, I didn’t last that long but I’m quite sure that she didn’t really notice. Or she really did notice, when I started emptying my balls into her, since I just kept on coming and. ” she said, appearing less certain about what her next decision would be as each moment passed. She then remembered her current state of undress and quickly pulled her panties and tight yoga pants up (which began soaking in a few globs of Tilston’s cum that were dripping down her thighs) throwing on a sweat-stained t-shirt afterwards that fit her somewhat well but Austin assumed belonged to Tilston, giving the slightlt baggy fit and football team logo on the front.“Just ride to the meet with. ’ I smiled as I leaned in for a kiss on the cheek. ‘I couldn’t let myself be late for this evening Angela. You have had me so intrigued. How beautiful you look. I love the zebra print. What a beautiful place you have here. Dinner smells deliciously.’ Bart was nervous. We sat down on the sofa close he could smell my scent I could see his eyes his pupils. His hand gestures his many moves. I had poured him a glass of wine his favorite of course. 2001 Domaine De La Janasse Chateauneuf Du Pape.