Hundreds of the fucking plebs had streamed in through the breach in Ashton Lovelock's electric fence. And an entirely unappetising bunch they were too... The men were unshaven. The women wore no makeup. Shabby cheap clothes: ill-fitting, unstylish and unprepossessing. The plebs were barely human. They deserved the bullets that tore their bodies apart. They deserved the savage beating they were getting from the security guards that left them barely alive. The most unlucky ones deserved to have. She was done, I saw her body resting so I just stopped and lied down besides her.She looked at my hard dick, and started shaking it and said “its still on, now its my duty to satisfy you…” and again she started sucking my dick, soon she again invited my dick to visit her pussy. She herself took my dick in her hands and guided it to her pussy lips. As I was lying down I did nothing, soon she inserted my dick into her pussy and started doing situps, and both were enjoying a lot… After a lot of. He opens the door and I sit in the driver seat. He leans next to me and chatters about all the car has to offer. I run my hands along the wheel and look up at him as he speaks. “So when can I drive it?” I interrupt the information he provides on mileage. “Eager aren’t you?” He laughs. “Oh you have no idea.” I smile. He looks at me curiously, closes the door and walks to the passenger side and climbs in. I can tell Mike is stunned and curious by me but I feel like I can be someone different and. Fortunately, they were not deep gouges.Several of the wolves hurried over to me, seemingly to make sure I was okay. After that, they bounded out into the near darkness around me, providing extra eyes, ears, and noses to scout the area. The women finally arrived and were upset about my wound. They hadn’t realized what happened or that I’d been hurt. I knew that I’d be okay when they started bemoaning the fact that my new shirt was torn and bloody. It’s nice to know how much I mean to them.While.