I felt a tap on my knee, “Pay attention to me, Suzy.”I nodded. She undid my ankles. She moved one leg to one side and locked it in. The same wi...h my other ankle. I was spread on the cross bar. She stood up, eyes never leaving mine. She moved closer and leaned into me again.She ran her hands up my arms until they reached my wrists. She held them tightly. Her body was on mine, delicious. She bent her head down and kissed my neck, a small and utterly devastating peck. I held onto the. Blood rained on the ground as another French soldier pulled out his knife and stabbed the warrior to death.It was to Fureax’s shock when he looked at the dead Dahomean warrior. The body rolled over as it revealed breasts. He had not spotted it during the mayhem of the battle. This warrior was a woman.“My god...” He said out loud. He looked at some of the enemy soldiers and could tell that some were women now. They ran into the battle with their chests bare screaming into battle, shooting or. When she was finished, Carol fell off my still-hard dick and fell onto her back, panting as if she had just run a marathon. I had plenty of sexual energy left and planned to use it. I got up onto my knees and offered my cock to her, still wet with her juices. Carol took it in both hands and greedily brought it to her mouth, sucking on it as if it were a lifeline. "God, you're still hard," she said, taking my cock out in order to catch her breath. "You're wearing me out, my sweet lover. What. He was with his circle of friends and he didn't make any effort to engage me in a conversation. Thank God.By ten o'clock, the house was packed. Amongst the sounds of the blaring music and voices calling to each other across the room, I heard Scott say hello. I turned and found him standing next to me. We exchanged pleasantries, and he apologized for the way he had pestered me the previous semester. As a sign of good faith, he handed me a beer and promised that it would never happen again. I.