He turns his back to me unzipping his pants fly. ‘Just let me do my business, and then we can go.’ He has been violent with women before, but neve... this far. I hold my breath with my gun still placed firmly in my hands. I just can’t kill my partner. I tremble, sweat falls across the trigger, but I can’t convince myself to do anything. ‘Don’t do this,’ I plead but I can see from the thrusting I’m a little late. Her eyes flutter behind their lids as he moves his bulky body in and out. My gut is. It took me weeks to reach the Green river.I had to be careful because the rumors were wild elves roamed this area. The few farms were more like armed enclosures. I met a troop of soldiers a few hours before I was going to camp. They stared as they rode past and I was tempted to turn away. When I reached the river crossing I saw where the soldiers had used it.I crossed and turned north and then stopped when I saw a dead elf. He was not dressed like those I had seen. He looked wild and his. She gave Kent a steady look. ‘Hold my backpack,’ she said. Kent took the backpack. The girl pulled her blouse over her head revealing a red bra that covered a perfect pair of dark brown C-cups. She kicked off her slippers, slid her shorts to the sidewalk and kicked it aside exposing a cute bottom half in shocking white silk panties. The swell of her pubic mound drew his eyes. She had flawless dark brown skin everywhere. ‘More like it, dude,’ Donny said approvingly. The girl smiled, reached for. We had had a similar conversation last year so it was not really a surprise to being asked that. She said all of us girls have a similar concern and it just went with the territory but a pad might also protect my panties and might be easier for me. She would advise the Dr about my continuing role in my relationship. Winking at me she gave me a sweet smile telling me the Dr would be in soon.The Dr. eventually came in and saw me sitting there in my gown and said I didn't need it any more..