She headed toward the door, stopped and said"Hey, why don't you give her a real `Trick or Treat' and pop her up theass! What is she going to do? Tel... the Dean? Well, you boys enjoy your NIGHTFULL OF BLOW JOBS."Hearing that let me know she was DEFINITELY in on it -- those were theexact words Karen had used. She said good night and started to leave. Onher way out she looked back, made a blow job motion pretending she waspumping a cock into her mouth and bulging her cheek with her. I moved to stand in front of the man, two soldiers accompanied me. Thepriest was still held at the edge of the village, so that none knew he wasour prisoner. "Where is the tax collector?" I asked calmly. The man'seyes darted left and right. "He never arrived in our village sir." Hesaid with barely a tremble in his voice. I nodded to the two soldiers who had accompanied me. One reached forwardgrabbing the son by his hair yanking him forward. The boy stumbled to his kneesand the second soldier. He had been best friends with my brother Todd since they were in sixth grade and was as much a member of the family as I was. His one redeeming trait was that he never tried to impose his will on me. Well, not until today.Damn him!I ran my hands through my short hair and decided to let it go. After all, I had a lot of stuff to put away. And fuming over Nat's heavy handed technique wouldn't get it done.Three hours and 7 phone calls from family later, I had started to make a dent in the pile. I. Hubby, and others, like them that way though. They say there is lots to play with or titty-fuck. I have short dark red hair top and bottom.I’ve been married to the right guy for about three years now. No kids came in spite of a lot of trying. I can’t get pregnant, we found out. Well, I’ll save on birth control!So sex is only for fun now. And I sure think it’s fun! And it was a lot of fun when I was single. A virgin at twenty-four when I met my future husband (MFH), he helped me see beyond the.