’ Jesse tossed a shirt at her. ‘Let’s not leave those fine men waiting.’ The girl had raided Jo’s closet again. She went into the nearest ba...hroom and slipped out of her t-shirt and bra. Jess was relentless with picking out all of the spaghetti strap shirts. Joanne didn’t even remember buying a bright yellow shirt. It had to have been way back in the back of her closet. It fit, so it definitely wasn’t Jessica’s. She knew she’d be cold, so she covered up with the light jacket she kept in her. "Come for me Danny, come in my cunt."The trembling seemed to increase as she bucked herself back at me to meet my thrusts, it was difficult to say who was fucking who, she moaned and I felt her stiffen."Yes, oh God yesss." and lost any vestige of control that I may have had, I lunged forward and erupted, holding her still as I spurted again and again into her warm, velvet like pussy. Her eyes were locked onto mine as she shuddered through her own climax and lay limp in my arms."Danny I love. Men were speaking to men in hushed voices that carried on the night's breeze and the sound of men coupling with women filled the air from time to time. There was the sound of horses shifting in the night and the low of a cow. There was also the sound of revelry coming from some of the larger tents. Patiently we waited and when that revelry died down, we moved.The plan was simple. My friends and I were going to sneak into the Crusaders' camp and slit the throats of their leaders. I didn't expect. I nodded, but I don’t think he saw me. I heard the clinking of his belt coming undone from behind me, and the sound of fabric as his pants fell to the floor. I thought he was going to remove his underwear too, but I remembered a second too late he always went without them.He filled me completely without any warning. I cried out in a mixture of pleasure and pain as he stretched my walls. After a moment to adjust, he began his thrusts, long and hard but slow. I let out moan after moan as he.