"What'll happen to him? I know about those Morristown hutments and the wild girls you have out there in the hills."I lay waiting for my prod to rise. ... was trying to remember my first time. I knew it was behind the barn back in Frederick, but I could not remember the girl. She was probably right about the women who eked out a living by screwing Washington's fading army. They'd have stolen everything but his eye teeth and left him poxed and lame."Well," she said, stretching and pulling the. I nibbled with my lips, flicked with my tongue, suckled like a hungry child, and allowed my fingertips to roam, registering how she moved as I my hands traced paisley patterns from her throat to the soft fuzz of her pubic hair. My thumb drifted down and I felt her shiver as it brushed over the top of her clitoris. I drew little circles around it, faster and faster, and then brought both thumbs to bear, not touching it, but pressing from either side. At last I moved down, relinquishing her. They had no names, but they were no man's weapons but mine, and would come to my call. It was time to make my foray back into the north wood.≈My horse's name was Deak. He was a solid, calm mount, much smaller than Tarn had been, but no less nimble in his way. We had taken a good number of days getting me used to him, though for his part I think he made his adjustments much more quickly than I. I had my horse, I had my sword and dagger, but there was still one other thing I'd had to. "I’m gonna skull-fuck your face" I told him severely. He started to stammer a form of refusal but then his wife barked at him "DO AS SHE SAYS TURD !!!" I grabbed his head and started to skull fuck his brains out as his Crone of a wife just went bananas with all that Andrea was doing to her and with what she could see me doing to her Wimp of a hubby. "Now take down my girlfriend's panties" I shout at him "and start sucking her she-cock too !!" And being the snivelling Wimp he obviously was, he.