Then came the killing, the burning, leaving shattered homes, trampled fields, and bloody corpses. He thought grimly that the ceremonies of the green c...ad priests had not really been necessary. The dying thoughts of the villagers were curse enough to blacken the place.A shrill yell split the air as a mass of horsemen poured over the top of the ridge at them! Drumming their booted heels on their ponies' flanks, the three hurtled down the slope at an angle that should get them to the trail before. “Let me just change first...”Angelique shook her head and pouted. “Not this time. On your knees. You have made me wait ten minutes too long.”Pierre knelt before Angelique and raised his face upwards. He placed his hands behind his back and waited. His cock twitched in his trousers like it always did.Angelique raised her skirt and positioned herself above his face. She was tall anyway, but the high heels helped a lot. She concentrated. She waited.The little trickle that emerged dropped onto. The outside man was not trained either. As he advanced Vaughn was able to get in a perfectly timed groin kick which dropped the big criminal to the ground with a thump like a sack of concrete. Vaughn darted back inside where Charlie was still working on binding the other man with zip ties. ‘I’ll need four of those.’ Taking them he want back out and trussed the man’s arms behind his back and then bound his legs together. He wasn’t going anyplace. As he came back inside Erica told him from. They had an antiquated hookah on the coffee table inspiring my hopes for a jovial afternoon.They all three seemed depressed. I don't know if it was a lack of sex or gossip or their own impending doom. Plus their treasured yard sales were temporarily verboten. But I was here to boost morale and heart rate.I felt momentarily guilty attempting to extract cash from these living-on-a-fixed income ladies. The thought left me feeling as slimy as a slice of Oscar Mayer baloney but I quickly got over.