He glanced over at Yani to see her dipping a cloth into a water barrel and washing away the mess covering her. She was whistling the whole while. ****...Only four men in the tents were still alive, and two of those died from their wounds within a few minutes. The man that Raven had stabbed when he emerged from the tent had obviously died slowly. His body was contorted, and his face a horrible mask of terror. The two betrayed slavers sat trembling in their bonds next to one of the men who had. “She isn’t wearing panties. Jesus” he thought. Suddenly, his hard-on grew and he moaned like an animal, his cock thickening to painful levels. He stared down at the jeans and saw that the crotch of them was damp. At the same moment, the scent of her arousal wafted to his nose. Instantly, the heady smell hardened him that much more. Their eyes met and they both realized there was no going back. Her trembling increased as he ran a hand casually up her calf and inner thigh, barely grazing her core. We got into bed and I started to work on her breasts. I had never been with a women with implants. I sucked on them for a few minutes and then started to titty fuck her huge breasts. As I was pumping her breasts she was sticking her tongue out for me to put it in her mouth. I took my cock out from between her breasts and placed it into her mouth. She gave it a few sucks before she had me lay on my back. I laid down on my back and she got between my legs. She took my cock in her hand and slowly. I asked her what he was like, I wanted to try to picture the scene. Oh, tall dark and very very handsome she said, giggling a little, and stilll in his twenties (she was 37 at the time). I was swallowing hard, she was a little as well as this was new territory for both of us, her describing the man she had been with on the very night it happened.She encouraged me to put two fingers in her pussy and said, that's what he did while we were standing up in the living room. I asked her if he made her.