His body was filthy, covered with dirt, scratches and streaks of dried sweat. His lopsided face, wrapped with blood-stained strips of leather, swelled...hideously. The Light-Eye scarcely noticed his condition. Overcome by rage, he acted on instinct, and before anyone knew what was happening, his hand wrapped around the shaman’s throat. People shouted, pulling at his arm, his body, begging him, demanding him to stop, but he neither heard nor saw them. The Spiritwalker rasped, pleading for his life. Sandy’s hips were also very wide.Sandy’s jaw was rather prominent and it was obvious her nose had been broken sometime in the past. Most folks would probably also say her mouth was too wide, but I am not most folks.I was reading a book and the author described one of the women in the book as “handsome” rather than pretty or attractive. He went on to add that while pretty could fade over the years, and, as they say, beauty is only skin deep, a “handsome” woman will still be a handsome woman. However the stories and the cleaning had become pretty wild, she started going over on her own without the wife sucking and fucking what seemed like everything that moved. Knocking on our door with cum draining down her sexy legs below her short shorts for my immediate attention. Smiling saying it's all for you come on eat up pushing me down to lick her thighs clean before even getting to the main course as I licked she would began to tell me of her adventures collecting all this black cream.. I was still dazed, but I got up and help him push the doorclosed. So did the other pallbearer of the old lady. As wewere doing that, I was handed a baby. It was all I can doto hold it in my arms as the old man finished closing thedoor. I looked at the baby in my arms. It was sleepingcontently. I felt love for this little one who was probablygoing to be an orphan in a few seconds."We're out of here!" the old man shouts as I look up fromthe child.I saw the men and boys on the other side of the.