John wasn’t a big guy, physically. He only stood about 5’9 and weighed in at around 130. He also wasn’t what you would call strong. What he did ...ave was endurance. I have watched him pack an elk quarter up a half-mile 45-degree slope, without stopping. Granted, he was sucking wind at the top, but he got it done. And didn’t complain once, in fact, he went back down for the other quarter.Today he was wearing his standard guide uniform. Old style BDU army surplus cammie pants and a fluorescent red. After I’d finished I was pretty much exhausted and as he slid out from under me I collapsed face down on the floor.He obviously needed his release too though because I felt him move my legs apart and then his knees were pressed against the inside of my legs . His hands were on the floor either side of me and then I felt the warmth of his body getting closer to my back, followed by the head of his cock pressing between my buttocks.It touched me and I’m almost ashamed to say that despite being. Anytime Mom used that tone of voice I cringed, I think dad did too.“Oh that was just Stan. He just wanted to let Jack know about a potential deal, for another wreck if he was interested.”That piqued my interest immensely.I had plans now for the jeep in the barn, it was nice, but I wanted to give it to the mechanical shop class at school. It was also a soft-top, and although it would be nice in the summer to drive, I had decided I would prefer a hard-top type jeep instead.I had mentioned this to. Amunet led the girl into their assigned tent, where one of the slave traders was waiting. “This is who I will train you with. You do not need to know who he is. It doesn’t matter.”“Okay.”“First, have you popped your cherry?”“No.”She walked over to Suhad, and before she could even react, unceremoniously shoved a bronze rod up her pussy. As she broke through her hymen, Suhad screamed out in pain. A couple seconds later, she could hear other girls from outside the tent screaming in pain also. A.