Reports were starting to come in from various parts of the country, and for the most part, they were encouraging for the revolutionaries. The revoluti...naries were in control throughout the southern part of the nation, as well as in Chihuahua, which a few weeks earlier had been the scene of violent confrontations between government troops and rioters, following allegations of fraud in the gubernatorial elections, which of course had been won by the P.R.I. candidate.Word of riots and summary. Roc and T'sar were walking point in the group. T'sar stopped and bent down in the endless field of grass. He motioned Roc to bend down also. "[These are tracks of the deadly hunter that roams these plains, the Tugrole. The Tugrole are the Hunters of the Plains. Our people have to guard against them. They usually prey on the grel, but they will take one of us too. There is a Tugrole in the area, we must be on guard.]" Roc gripped his blaster, narrowing his eyes and panning the still grass,. "Better?" I asked.He managed to say yes."You like my panties?" I asked him again.He said yes - in the same, low tone."My cotton panties?" I said, stressing the word "panties."He nodded ... barely."My pink cotton panties?" I emphasized each word, still moving my hips for him.Another nod. His hand was still rubbing. I undid my pants all the way, and lowered them a bit, down low, over my hips. I stepped closer to him."You can take it out," I said in a low voice.His expression barely changed, but I. The leather jacket and her bra were both strewn across the floor. But then suddenly I got worried about Zack. He was a hard bi to turn my way in the first place, what if she turned him back? My fears were blown away though when the manly boom of Zack said:“You think that’s a hot dick? Wait till you see Stevo’s here!” With a swift tear of his huge arms against the duvet, my organ was exposed. Zack braced himself at my head and I knew that he’d already made his mind up. Tentatively nipping at the.