Sitting astride the main route South to Valencia was the POUM's Lenin Division. The CNT committees knew that if the POUM didn't join the revolt then t...ey'd be at the mercy of Republican Forces moving up from Andalusia.John and Benin slept for around two hours. They were damp with sweat so they decided to cool off in the stream. Benin watched in fascination as John promptly peeled off his shirt and trousers with no hint of modesty. Looking around nervously, she took some time to dispense with. Later that evening Mistress Justine planned to celebrate her new acquisition with a number of her really kinky female friends, and I had no doubt that they would all want to examine and make use of the newly installed facility and its inmate…me! I also reflected on the workings of my own mind; the powerful urge which had brought me to my present extraordinary situation. True, I recognized that the prime motive was sexual lust, but there was another underlying element; a mystic one. It was a. I pushed into her all the way as I felt the intense heat of her slick cunt.My hands moved to her waist as I began plowing into her, first slowly, then gradually increasing speed. Her large breasts swung wildly as did her long dark hair. As I stood at the edge of the bed, fucking this absolutely beautiful creature, her husband watched intently. I had died down somewhat with wanting to cum but could tell I wouldn’t be able to hold out for long. In only a few minutes, I could feel Hema’s cunt. My hands were wild, roaming to caress my tits, heaving them high on the back strokes, reaching back to give his big golf balls a re-assuring squeeze, twiddling my clit.Finally they found their place on his rock hard pecs, just as he started to fight back a little, bucking his meat-stick all the way up into me.We groaned and came together, his spurts of spunk triggering my orgasm. It was neither so hot nor copious as Aaron’s was, but it was still the right stuff.After he had collapsed beneath.