The Barberons were an all-female army and all were beautiful, so to capture one was a real prize. She would be tied to a bed where all of the soldiers...would take her. Then when the soldiers were gone to battle, the cook and other men would have her. Each female would be kept until she was three months pregnant, then she would be released to return to her people.”“That sounds like some novel.”“Would you like to dress up as a Zelton? I’ll be a gorgeous Barberon that you’ll capture after a fierce. They would be playing in a foursome with Shelle's Uncle and a bowling/golfing friend. They talked a bit about the past week, the pandemic, mostly just enjoying one another's company. They were both very excited about the new "Steps" their friendship had taken, but both too shy to talk about it much right now. As the last light faded, Kelly said it was about time she got home. She gathered up the few things she had brought in the morning and, both barefoot they went out to Shelle's Jeep. . "Please Shelby, please make me cum.” She fingered me faster and, with her free hand, twisted a nipple between forefinger and thumb. It hurt, I wanted to yell, but it felt good, too, combined with the fingers thrusting to their full length in my gaping tunnel. My pussy throbbed, clenching and releasing her frantic fingers. I was ready to cum. Shelby, still looking steadily into my eyes, pulled my nipple. I couldn't speak, all I could do was moan. Shelby covered my mouth with hers, muffling my. Unfortunately, the room wasn’t soundproof and nurses rushed in to respond to the gunshots. I concealed my saber with invisibility and simply pointed to Dad on the floor, his pistol still in his cold, dead hands. This would be easier than I thought, I decided. I wouldn’t need to wipe any minds. I could just doctor the videotape footage slightly and remove any distraction from what clearly transpired. It was a murder-suicide. Dad shot Grandpa and then himself, simple as that. We literally had the.