Sort of like a cloud of ghosts that would travel together as one. There are old wive-tales of the swarmers being able to posses and control the dead....The swarmers loved to control evil and bring it back to anything that wronged them. This was the outcasts way of getting even.It is also said that the leader of the swarmers was a beautiful goddess ?Lilith?. She had lived in the backwoods in a very old cabin. The outcasts where known to visit her and learn her magical ways.These groups of. I certainly enjoyed the sex! Connie was a sex machine. One night, I said, “Are you trying to fuck me to the altar?”“If that’s what it takes,” she said.“Connie, you have to realize that’s not the answer,” I said, “We never had a problem in the bedroom. The problem was with my job, and that hasn’t changed; if anything it’s gotten a little worse as I’ve thrown myself even more into my work.”“I understand, Henry,” Connie said, “and I’ve learned my lesson. I know what I have to lose!”“You didn’t. Man, however, comes in with mechanization, cuts down the shade trees, removes the very topsoil, burns the piles, converts the nutrients to runoff, spreads chemical fertilizers, depletes the land and moves on to the next area.Recalling that this is a rainforest, with accumulations of feet of moisture per year, the severe and constant rains wash the topsoil to the nearest watershed. The water is polluted with phosphates, fecal matter, and the leftover char from burning.What nature took centuries. But the sad part was this was all he had. It was thick and juicy and fast, but it was just average-sized. Smaller than she had before. But it wasn’t so bad.Rohan just kept going from behind and not stopping at all. His hands were pressing her boobs and ass harder and harder. The clapping of skin and the slapping of the ass were louder than her moans. It was time. Rohan felt sudden energy. He went on with all his might.The fat cock rubbing the inside of her pussy made her crazy. She wanted more.