” He chuckled. She didn’t. “Some people recognized that it was evil; a war was fought over it, and so many men died.” She knew that she was ov...r-simplifying; that the war had been fought over more than just slavery, but it was something that always left a stain in her memories, the knowledge that her own family had been a party to it. He took her delicate hand in both of his big, dark hands, and patted it gently. “Your grandfather was one of the men that knew it was evil, Beth; he was fighting. He didn't need much either. Also after a few moves he gushed out. A little longer after ejaculation he still moved her, but finally stopped. The third approached, saying: Put her downThey raised me and put me on my mattresses. I was staggering, I would fall, but I held onto the pile of mattresses on which I had just been lying. I rested my hands on them sticking out my puppet. That third guy was waiting for it. Also naked as his predecessor. He slid his penis between my thighs. He penetrated. I ran all the water out of the bag, air dried, put on my clean clothes and headed back toward the Frankenmonster. I suddenly stopped in my tracks, started to laugh and questioned, "Damn Banzai what are you doing now."He turned, grinned and answered, "Well I figured since the guards and the prisoners thought this was a 'devil truck' I would make her look the part."Banzai had been busy again, this time with spray paint. The Frankenmonster now sported a painted on mouth and teeth. It reminded me. . I’ll . . . I’ll give him one of my best blowjobs, that’s what!”With a look of false indignation, Patty hissed, “The fuck you will! That man’s cock is mine, all mine! You got that? If I ever find you hitting on my Dad, I’ll . . . I’ll . . . I’ll pull your boobs off and tie ‘em behind your back!” Michelle’s earlier comment broke the tension. Both girls broke into giggles that became squeals of laughter. Patty finished off the last block on her way to her Dad’s loving arms. As much as she’d.