I figured the chance of this happening again was, well, probably never. So, with my fresh cum buried deep inside her and her still orgasming, I pulled...out and started thrusting into her, trying both to please her more and make this experience last longer. After only three thrusts, Kristen let out an exotic scream and I saw her body arch up as every muscle in her body, including her pussy muscles, tightened as much as they could. The tightness was too much for me, and despite the fact that I had. "Look, all we want is for Sarah to be her own master. I am not going to force her barrier down, but if she would lower it so we could scan it, I probably could tell you whether she would still... love you afterwards."Harrison sat there undecided. It was one thing to trust me as a friend, but this was too much for even friendship."Harrison, my friend, you know you're my friend by force. Don't you see if I wanted to I could have made you give Sarah to us? You could have wound up eating shit for a. Scott had only ridden a few yards further on when the boy's weapons brought something to mind - catapults! He knew large catapults or trebuchet had been used in warfare, mostly as siege machines he thought. The Viking longships he had just watched could easily have been in range of a trebuchet though and he wondered if there was something in this. Even using such machines against massed infantry would surely have a marked impact? If he used concrete blocks as ammunition he could have a. As he pulled her back, she was more sure than before, her words, or something, perhaps the whole day, had left him energized, his hard flesh pressing a bit against her, though not in an overtly crude manner. As his hands slid down her body, reaching her knees, and gently, but steadily, spreading her thighs, leaving her sitting, exposed, like a wanton wench, showing off her panties. Thankful for the water, hiding the most egregious of the views, she was still flushing, her words, and now her.