Our greatest safety lies in that we are a superstition, that we do not exist.I had, along with all of Ireland, fought and been defeated, indeed crushe..., by Cromwell in 1649 and 1650. Great cruelties incite horrible vengeance. I still strive to forget not only the horrors the Ironsides inflicted on my people, but the inhuman things I did trying to stop them. The nightmare still rides me sometimes, reminding me of what I did to save the village of my birth. For a long time I hated England. I know. ” “Good girl, now do me.” I pulled her head back into my pussy and shifted her head around some, back and forth, up and down, whatever pleased me most. Her mouth and tongue were obedient to my pleasure. I could feel her chest wiggling beneath me as her pussy was pistoned on and on. I held her head tighter as my excitement climbed, knowing how intensely she must be feeling her fucking while buried in the taste of my sex. She started thrashing beneath me and that opened my gates. I flooded her. Now do you understand?"I turned to him and said casually, "Oh, I get it...", but I was lying. Looking at my blushing face, he said, "Your face is going to swell soon, it's all red. Here, try this...” reached into his robe pocket, and pulled out a small glass vial. He said to close one nostril, and take a big sniff, all the way in, then switch and do the other side. I took two large sniffs; it smelled like turpentine. I started to ask, "What's that supposed to do...?", but the room started to. ..?" said Brenda."Fucking? Not all that long but it seems like forever. How long have you suspected?" was Carol's response."I didn't, Allison thought that she had noticed something but I did not believe it until I thought about it more," said Brenda, who was talking as though Carol was her new best friend, which perhaps she was."Ha, yeah, when Allison came into Duncan's office he had just been pushing his hard cock against my arse," laughed Carol."A very nice arse it is too," said.