” I was dumbfounded cuz I didn’t know I had any job at all. But he followed up by saying, “You are my warrior’s sex slave”. He hauled me to ...is bedroom and well… We had some ruff hardcore sex.Fast forward to after the sex, but yet somehow I know we did. As well as in the next 5 years I had sex with every one of them on many occasions. I also found out something else. I found out that these men were not good guys. Warrior they were called but to serve what exactly I did not know. But it seems it. As i pushed my crotch against her lower back.i told he... Your ass always looks good but it looks great naked... she smiled and laughed softly. as her hand went to my pants she held my cock as she massaged it through the pants. my hands moved up as i slide her sports bra up and off. her c cup breasts didnt fall they stayed firm and shaped.as she dropped my pants to the floor she went down. sucking my cock as it grew harderd and harder. she deepthroated my cock till my balls touched her chin. Warm blood poured from her shoulder,the musket ball having crushed bone, and sinew. She tried to lift herarms, to complete her work. Yet her body didn't want to accept herdemands. Pain rushed through her entire being. That strange rushing ofair was her own scream caught inside of her lungs.Boots were rushing towards her. There had to be a way of succeeding. Shecouldn't get it to go now. But, if she set the ritual right there couldbe the formation of a land mine. Anyone who disturbed it would. All of a sudden, I just couldn’t help myself. I blurted out, “I adore you, Jim Stewart. I can’t help it. I’ve watched you for years, and felt that safety whenever you were on TV. It was kind of like, well, Jim Stewart is there. He will keep everyone safe if he can. And now, with you being here, and hearing your voice next to me and feeling that safety, I just really adore you.” I knew it was my only chance, that after this week, he would be gone. I didn’t want a one-night stand, but I didn’t.