"You've destroyed my sex live and I don't have a woman for my bed" he snarled."You never went out with a good church going woman son" she said."Maybe ...ot, but I'm going to punish you by r****g your ugly ass" he said angerly."Get the devil out of your mind!" she said clutching her bible.John ripped her clothes off and threw the screaming woman to the floor. He dropped his pants and shorts and rammed his prick in her old cunt. She screamed for god to help her. It didn't help because John ****d. My wife and I are going to take the bicycles and go across the island to get some fresh provisions. Enjoy yourselves. We'll be gone most of the day, but there are sandwiches in the galley if you get hungry.??Can I go too?? asked Nora.Yes, they had a bike for Nora, and the three of them and the bikes could easily fit in the Boston Whaler they used for a tender. Nora helped with the boat, while Mom and Marshall watched idly, smoking and drinking fruity rum drinks. The boat lived atop the aft. He fucked me again in equal force that he had taken me from back.And again, at maybe at 5am, he woke me and asked me to ride his cock from top. I was surprised with his stamina.Then again the next day, he screwed me thrice. And every next time he screwed me, he was even better. Only god knows how he managed to gather such energy. This old man had a terrific cock to dig my ass every night and give himself satisfaction. After screwing me to the core, he hugs me near the boobs and goes to sleep.We. It was infuriating, being forced to pick between two stupid decisions, and Tash ground her teeth until her ears hurt. It may have been a witch’s tactic, to do everything on the fly, or off the cuff, but the Invictus and Dragon in her very much wanted to pull out a notepad and start creating a proper plan.Predictably, the witches showed no sign of stopping. They knew the risks, had calculated it no doubt, but, like her, knew the best option was to press on, and learn more.The murmuring got.