The leaders drag in some locals to up the numbers, or help with carrying the provisions and other supplies. At a wild guess, I would say as many as th...ee hands of a standard tribe in numbers.”John reckoned that a ‘standard tribe’ meant about a hundred, so that ‘wild guess’ would mean about fifteen hundred, and probably an overestimate.“Hmm ... and numbers that are actually fighters?”“Now there you have me. I don’t know how many of those helping can really fight.”“What about losses through. She grabbed at my ass trying her best to guide me into her throbbing womanhood. But I resisted and my cock grew even harder, veins popping out on the side and the huge head slipping along her wetness. “Come on damnit, give me that big cock!” Pam screamed. Finally, I slowly eased my large penis inside her surprisingly tight love hole. I slowly slid it all the way inside her. Pam let out a moan of extreme pleasure and I grunted as it felt so damn good. But, to continue teasing her, I slowly. Maybe it was a cultural thing. Colored eyes were also a plus.Gina lingered in that position, rolling her stomach and hips, while enjoying the heat of his breath on her neck. He couldn’t kiss her, but he could get damn close. And he was.Being horny was nothing new. She often was, for one reason or another. Maybe it was the Fireball’s fault, but she seemed a little more sensitive than usual. And if he kept her engine revved like this, an outfit change would be in order.She stood again and pulled. The danger of the little dribble that turns to a torrent, and thearrival at the point target already emptied is a desperately shaming and lessonteaching event for a girl. I was sure I was going to release my wine, and equally sure that it was worthlessmy appealing to be allowed to do so where it would be appropriate for me todo so. My previous requests of the right to release my natural fluid had beencompletely ignored. I would only be tormenting myself for my captors' continuedevident pleasure.