The first started around 6 pm. I was watching America’s Got Talent on the television while eating my Chinese take-out when I felt a cold chill comin... from upstairs. When I climbed the stairs, I could have sworn that I heard whispering. I checked the guest bedroom as well as the master and there were no open windows. I shrugged it off and went back down to enjoy my dinner. At 9 pm I retired to the master bedroom for the evening and began to change into my nightie when I noticed the old, Gothic,. I quickly stripped down and put my eyes to the hole, I could see a nicely rounded belly with an even nicer uncut cock sticking out from a forest of dark hair. I forgot all about my need to piss and let my mouth drift towards the hole. I couldn’t see but I heard the occupier of the next cubicle stand and move round then a prodding of my lips as his cock demanded entrance to my hungry mouth. I felt him slide his veiny cock into my mouth, I worked the first few inches getting it nice and. She said, “That’s the first time Daddy slipped his hand under my shirt in the car and felt my breasts. He said “I just can’t control myself, I’m sorry” and I said “Ummm” and didn’t stop him, and he said “those shoes you’re wearing are just so CFM, Janice,” and I said “What do you mean? I don’t know what CFM is,” and he said, “They’re COME FUCK ME shoes, darling.” And since this was our second date and he’d already kissed me on our first date, I was feeling real good with what he was doing to. Sionn ran past Bran and with a nod of respect and took point as the band of survivors crossed the field and once again disappeared into the woodlands that dotted the countryside. Bran took up the rear position, ensuring that everyone was accounted for and that there was no sign left behind of their travel. The bodies of the dead sentries were carried into the woods by the MacDougall brothers to be disposed of a mile off the road. They were stripped of all valuables and gear before the group.