I was so moved by their devotion and willingness to protect me, I decided I would move heaven and earth to protect them and help them."Thank you my fr...ends," I thought. "Would you please step aside and allow me to pass?"As the throng began to part, I started towards the invaders, my sword still dangling from my hand. My idea was to meet them on the other side of the Rowena. I figured there would be less collateral damage that way.When I reached the tracks, I looked back to the Tribal Hall, to. I whispered in her ear to wear a low cut blouse and tie her hairs and use a long shinny golden bindi. To add tht she wore two hanging earrings and used eye shadow loudly to dominate her stained colour. She wore a shiffon saree and got ready to go out with me. We went to a cinema and roamed around as if we were a couple. People were not only turning heads they were trying to touch her bare back which was stained with colour. All the time in theater, my hands were on her boobs or cunts or lips.. My left hand massaged his balls, and I felt them gently, knowing from my own practice at jacking off just how much pressure to bring with my fingertips and thumb. Although he was still jacking steadily, his grip loosened, leaving room for my right hand to scoot underneath, then to guide his fingers away, in moments taking over the chore from him. I was gentle with his manhood, because Wendy was always careful with mine.Now what? I'd never done this before, but I knew I needed to finish him,. "Speaking of which," came Stan, turning to my wife Margery, "You owe me a dance." Yes indeed I do," smiled Margery, leaving my shoulder as they went to the dance hall.Shelley and I remained together, smiling to ourselves. It had been a long time sense we were little children, listening to Elton John and Led Zeppelin. Shelley was my first cousin. She was somewhat stalky with a large nose, rounded chin, dark brown and curly hair, oak nut eyes and a voice from heaven. The sound of her laughter was.