He stood behind her, moving in and out slowly, almost pulling all the way out before pushing steadily back in until his cockhead nudged her cervix.“...aster! Pull my hair!”He took her pony tail in his pudgy fist and pulled her back onto his impaling knob, grunting a little with each thrust. Faith reached underneath herself, alternating between rubbing her clit and massaging his swinging balls. Her tits were mashed against the grubby surface of the desk and she found herself looking at a double. The Redcoats retreated to reload, and another line advanced a few more yards up the hill and fired. "Still too far off," cried the lieutenant. "Hole yer fire. Keep yer stupid heads down." A soldier jumped from the trench, and the officer tripped him, called him a "Tor" and shoved him back to his place on the firing line.The fifth time the advancing British line fired, they were less than a hundred yards away. Some of the balls whistled over the Americans' heads, but more struck dirt and rocks.. .. lying down ... hands tied to the headboard ... whispering 'spank me harder, daddy!' while dad beats her ass with a paddle. You're right, I must have been mistaken."She smirked at him as she took in the sight of his hard cock jutting out through his boxers. "Although that particular scene seems to interest you."Seth looked down and shoved his cock back into his shorts."Holy fuck!" he murmured."And I'll tell you something else," Sarah continued. "It sure as hell wasn't against her will. As. I sat up,but then fell back down again with a groan. He was wearing a flowing robe when he stepped into thetent, but when I opened my eyes again after fallingback on the blanket he was opening it and shrugging itoff. Beneath it he was naked, his body muscular andglistening in the light from a crackling fire in themiddle of the tent. I gulped in surprise. He didn’t seem at allthreatening. He walked forward, then dropped to hisknees on the blanket I was laying on. I covered mybreasts with.