Brenda started reading the story and thought back to when her mother haddone the very same thing. She too had loved this story and the closenessbetwee... her mother and herself when she read it. Some things never changeshe thought, a big girl reading to a little girl and the closeness wasthe same, Brenda felt serene.The story was finished, dinner was served and soon Mario was drivingBrenda home. It was mid-November and there was a chill in the air andMario didn't want his girl friend to catch a. It was pretty inevitable since they had been putting pressure on the entire front and Colonel Yarnway refused to allow any diversionary raids or tactics. It was as if he wanted to wave a huge flag for the Sa'arm saying, "Look here! There is a reason you keep running into trouble when you come this way."The Sa'arm might be stupid, but it was like waving a red cape for a bull. (Or at least that's what Tanya noted when I asked her about it, I have no idea what that means.) [Oh, Tanya is Captain. Five or ten more swift motions…harder and more deliberate beckoning my penis to squirt its seed inside. Like an exploding oil well….I felt the warmth of her body as her legs ceased their motion and tighten against the sides of my legs. Warm fluids escaped from her and trickled down my balls onto the patio below. She held her mouth and I reached up to place my hand across her mouth as the hot cum boiled inside me and began to spew inside her sugar walls. Low gasps escaped. He wasn't crippled like Henyak and the crowd thought. Bakiir rolled, bringing his sword up and swinging it hard. Henyak tried to recover, to pull back, but the blade caught him in the throat.I shuddered, my pussy spasming so hard, rapture surging through me as the blood spurted. The crimson arched through the air. Kushini yowled so loud, then roared out as her powerful climax wracked her lithe body.The rapture boiled my mind as I stared at Bakiir, his enemy's blood splashing across his dark.