He stroked me slowly then, I was moaning and moaning, He said dont cum too soon son. We got some playing to do here. But I had been beating this fucke... for awhile now and I was ready to shoot, and with my dads big hands on my cock, it wasnt gonna take long now. He had me sit on a stool he had there and lifted my legs up. My ass was exposed and he grabbed and tugged on my balls and pulled on my balls. I dont have low hangers like my old man, which you can wrap your fist around hit nut sack. The provisions of the rest of the protections of the people were no longer valid.That was what "the Ruling Class" wanted. The problem was, the Ruling Class was getting old. Old men and old women, steeped in power and privilege, were dying. They were Law Makers and law makers must make laws ... they did.Passing laws that do not apply to themselves ... or their spouses and children.Arranging wars to remove the best of the opposition and doing it under the title of "Duty to God and Country."No. I aimed the water pistol at Cindy's groin. She cried out and laughed hysterically as the cold water hit her womanhood. I did it a couple more times as Cindy laughed loudly. Cindy then climbed back on top of the counter and jumped into my arms, almost knocking me over. The wetness of her shirt was cold against my body. Her nipples were hard as they pressed against my chest. We ran down the main drag hand in hand till the end of the road. The merry-go-round was once again in sight. "Oh, can we go. Blood poured out of me. My legs felt like ice, my fingers nub. I panted. I needed to keep fighting.The warrior loomed over me, grinning. “Tired already? How can you please that sister of yours with so little stamina?”I stared up at him, grinned.He frowned at me. “What are—”My left hand flung a clod of dirt into his face. The rich, dark soil struck him between the eyes. He snarled, eyes squeezing shut as earth cascaded across his face, leaving dark smears behind. I grunted, lunging forward,.