Almost no way. She was ethereal, surrounded by a visible aura, her too bright orange dress showing no signs of the muddy riverbank and her tiny bare f...et cleaner than if she had just washed them, gave you the impression she wasn't all in this world. Probably because she wasn't."Hello, Briar," I greeted her, "How is everything in Heaven?" As usual, Gareth," She replied, smiling, "None of your business."While I laughed, it occurred to me that this was the first time in a long time that I had. " So she would fall in love with him?" Not really. Love is a pretty tricky emotion consisting of a whole lot of variables and unless the person comes to that feeling within their own mind, it probably wouldn't stick." So how does she feel about him now?" That, I'm not sure of. The way I had planned it was that by the tenth time he came she would have come to the conclusion that the Neanderthals she used to date were no longer worthy of a second glance by her and that a relationship with Mike. And as for Lucy... "She's a young woman," he consoled himself. "She has lusts and illicit desires. Maybe she'll be aroused at being the centre of so much attention: a company of soldiers - all of them looking at her. It must be the perfect female fantasy to be bent over and plugged by shed loads of athletic testosterone; or strung up with rope, naked and on tiptoe with both hands tied behind your back, all those spent soldiers standing in a circle and cheering and jerking off as the noose. No matter what Bianca did, she couldn't unload. It was no use, and in her frustration, she began to dive into Analslut's asshole, slamming against it as hard as she could, the sound of flesh on flesh loud and intense. Analslut couldn't moan or scream any more. Her mouth hung open in shock as her hands clawed out, a look of sheer pleasure ripping across her face. Analslut's legs gave out as she orgasmed, her pussy spraying musky girl cum across the floor as she slid off of Bianca's cock. She.