My daughter will explain the condition." He then sat down.The same lout stood up again. "Why don't we just kill them and take the Sacred Ornaments, th...re is only one man and three women." He was leaning on his spear and glowered at us.I'm not one for all this debating process, to dispel any more such thoughts I had to give this man a demonstration. So I raised my rifle took careful aim and shot at the shaft of his spear. The spear shaft sheared and he tumbled to the floor, with a surprised look. Poised over her, cock ready, I felt around the smooth shaven chocolate chunk, caressing it and then stirring about its insides with my fingers. I placed my cock against the entrance and pushed forward; I went nowhere, due to lack of experience and her sleeping position. I tried again and again, finally getting it on the third attempt. I felt the head of my cock push aside something and move forward a little. Realizing that I was finally easing my cock into a woman’s pussy, I was elated. I lay. With Ursa refusing to do anything more than the minimum right now for him each night, he couldn't count on her to bail him out of trouble, and too much heat was always a bad thing.When Ursa didn't come to him fast enough to suit him he called her "Just another bitch," and slapped her for the first time as well.While that slap didn't physically hurt her any more than it ever would have, Ursa's suffering heart finally exploded."THAT'S IT!" she shouted at him. "I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU DO TO ME. .. ). I claimed and took possession of that slick, countrified pussy with ruthless aggression, much to Emily’s quite vocal delight. This was definitely my private cunt now, in every sense of the word, and she made no attempt to even remotely send me mixed signals on that point. This twat belonged to me and everyone present knew it for a fact. She was my personal plaything and every plea for more of my dick simply reaffirmed this new reality for the benefit of all present company, as I spent my.