The title of this book was called appropriately, “The 400 Year War”. One of my hopefully unbiased conclusions was that the conflict was only “ac...idently” genocidal rather than intentionally designed like so many in the past in different places by other less altruistically minded people.That is why when I moved south with my dangerous force of just over three hundred killers that I thought of the poorly described conflict between the Native American Indian tribes and the European settlers. The. The door opened again and Emily stepped back warily. ‘I’m back.’ Amanda said cheerfully, shutting the door behind her, the promise novel in her hand. ‘Why are you holding your arm like that?’ Amanda asked curiously. For some reason Emily didn’t want to tell Amanda about Stevens’, it seemed like a weakness she didn’t want to admit. She decided she would lie. ‘I slipped and banged it by accident.’ She said lamely. Amanda had the decency to look sympathetic. ‘Well I better not leave you alone. Sandra laughed as she saw his tears of frustration, "The dirty old wanker crying."Joining in her laughter, Jill said, "The video camera is all set up to film." With that she once again moved in to his view and removing her bra, allowed the wanker to see her huge breasts.He could see her standing in front of the window in just her little pink nylon panties. Her tits he could see her huge tits... Furiously wanking his huge prick he moved closer to the window, the camera recorded, Jill moved out. We fell asleep lying on our sides, my dick still nestled inside her warmness and then awoke an hour later. I hadn’t been worried about “wasting” our time together since actually sleeping in the same bed with Leanna was something I’d wanted to do for a long time. I kissed Lea’s nose and forehead and roused her by nibbling her earlobe. I’d pulled out of her while we were sleeping but I was getting hard again and it was time to continue our day together.I got hard mainly because I woke up with.