The Old Wagonmaster, as some called him, had fought the Indians and the French, and somehow had survived 500 lashes on his back for striking a British...officer. I never saw the old man's back, but folks that knew say the scars were still there, left from the time of Braddock's campaign. I still shook thinking of the dozen blows I got from a bull whip and could not imagine taking a hundred, much less five times that.Morgan had been at the siege of Boston back in '75, and I knew his sharpshooters. She lies on her back, her tied hands below her. She feels the two men each grabbing one of her leg, spreading her wide apart. The first rapist is now between her legs, looking at her wet, exposed pussy. A quiet buzzing sound fills the room. She can hear it getting closer, then her pussy is hit by a strong vibration. Her already stimulated clit reacts to the sensation and her pussy starts dripping juice. She never was fucked with a dildo before. He pussy can't resist the stimulation for too. Gently Steve moved up, licking and kissing all the way up my torso to my chest, licking at my erect nipples and then, almost without any effort, I felt his hard member enter deep into my ass. He had been right to wait, there was no pain or tightening of my muscles. He gently slipped inside of me, his balls hitting the cheeks of my ass. He increased the speed of his movement, taking me fully and more deeply than I had ever felt before. The pleasure was indescribable and I was totally lost in. ”He trailed off as Jane released the knot which held her shawl together and revealed that she wore no covering kerchief at all.Her bared breasts rose, firm and glorious from the confines of her corset, topped with mouth-wateringly pink peaks.Not to be outdone, on his other side, there was a rustling of fabric as Sally’s hands delved into her dress and Tobias watched, spellbound, as one, then two plump bosoms slid over the neckline of her gown with a triumphant plop.Once revealed for his.