I’m sliding my panties to the side so my finger can rub against my wet lips. The pen falls to the paper. Oh god, baby, I’m trying to put into wor...s what I’m doing. I have my finger in my pussy while I write to you, gripping the pen hard. My breathing is heavier. ‘Oh god,’ I quietly moan. I have to be quiet because the children are in the other room, and I don’t want questions or interruptions as I explore myself, with you in my mind. Oh how I wish you were here with me, right now, grabbing my. The whole city would know what she had suffered.But she was given no choice. She was marched off with the sergeant holding a rope tied to her collar and a spear tip in her back forcing her to walk in front of the squad. The walk to the city walls took hours, the squad stopped for a rest break once an hour. She was given bread and water at each break but had to pay for it by sucking the cock of the soldier who fed her.Once they met a caravan of mules. She knelt at the side of the road and sucked. -------------------------The sun was beginning to set, as Amber and Hanna sat in Hanna's back yard, staring out into the sky. Hanna was leaning her head on Amber's shoulder, her arms wrapped around Amber, connecting on the other side, holding her tightly. They were not really talking much, both of them thinking about all the events of the day. Amber was the first to break the silence. "She died in a car accident. She was in the hospital for three years in a coma, before we finally pulled the. It was as though my pussy could feel the eyes penetrate her as she tingled and fizzed with delicious sexual excitement. I moved one knee slightly forward and could feel the thin shiny material begin to separate my shaved pussylips. A small slither of shiny silver Lycra slid into my slit, buzzing my pussy at the stretched tightness of the material. My tits were almost naked with the tiny triangle of material, barely covering my erect pierced nipples. My stomach was pulled in taut and tight, not.