. I loved it when he teased me and talked dirty to me–it always got me squirming! And this was even more so because I had a vision of the girl he wo...ld be fucking!I could mentally picture him fucking her, his hard, thick cock burying itself in her pretty dripping pussy. I could hear the moans coming from her as she cried out her pleasure and told me how wonderful he felt inside her. God, I needed fucking!"Baby, we need to find someplace, quick!" I whimpered. "I need to have you like NOW!"As. The bestial Spaniards arrogantly claimed that their Catholic God gave them power and supremacy over 'lesser' men, but if you asked any Englishman, the Spaniards were not worth half of an Englishman. Jesus would have spit on them for their treatment of their fellow man.They drove the suffering wretches along with whips, chained wrist to wrist to prevent their escape, over burdened with gear of dubious utility. We fell in behind them at the limit of sight, even aided by my spy glass, and were not. She tried to use her hips to shift her surface between her legs up and her round ass further down so that tongue and lips would also be attentive to her squirming pucker. But the servicing abductor would have none of that, only fingering more moisture to the rim and occasionally breeching her with it. She convulsed and shuddered into a state of semi-consciousness. "My wrists are hurting."The naked man slid out and raised himself off the ground. "Not much longer my little friend. You are. She stopped and eyed Glen with a hungry look. She said, “Reading this stuff makes me horny. I bet it has the same effect on you.”“You bet. Now get over here before I climb out of this bed and ravage you where you stand.”Wanda slowly removed her towel. She dropped it on the floor and stated, “You have to catch me first.”Glen jumped up as she ran out of the room. The chase was on. He followed her into the living room. She shrieked and ran outside. He followed after her, noticing that she stopped.