The leader, the guy who takes charge. I didn’t really think about it, I just took it for granted. So understand when I say that I had never been so ...tterly intimidated as I was when he walked in that room. From the moment I saw him, I knew that he was someone I couldn’t browbeat, who I could never, in my wildest dreams, ever hope to challenge. ‘He was hot, too, and wasn’t that a shock. Look, I’d never had any trouble with folks who swung that way. More ladies for me, right? But it simply wasn’t. Occasionally, she reminded me to pay attention to her reactions.The more we kissed, the more the awkwardness I had felt about kissing my girlfriend’s mother receded. I think a lot of it was because I had my eyes closed. Becky felt a lot like her daughter in my arms, she had used Katie’s shampoo which gave her hair the same familiar smell as my girlfriend, and she was even wearing a little of Katie’s cologne. Even when I opened my eyes a little, I usually met a beautiful pair of green eyes. They. “You ready for this BBC, sissy bitch?”“Ooh yeah!”“You want a nigga to fuck this fat ass?”“Yes, sir! Fuck my plump butterball booty.”“I’ma stuff yo’ Butterball turkey,” he chuckled deviantly.“Ooh please,” Heidi begged.Just then Tyrek pushed one of the cheeks and stabbed his big dick into Heidi’s pink hole. “Oooh,” she whelped.Tyrek took no pause. He worked it in as she wiggled to accept it,She was mainly a grunter. “Ah! Ah! Oh! Unh!” She wailed and wailed. She knew he would pay her no mind nor. On the fourteenth day, the first of my reinforcements arrived, led by the warchief Osvald Eikbeinn. Osvald’s appetite for the fairer sex, especially virgin maidens, was prodigious and inexhaustible. I greeted him warmly and admonished him to stay away from my newly-captured slaves—the maidens especially. They were worth half again as much unspoiled at market. Osvald feigned ignorance and offense.Gunnar arrived with the rest of my reinforcements on the thirteenth day. He congratulated me on.