She stroked them at a quick, steady pace, looking up into the blonde’s eyes and licking her lips.“Please,” Angie begged again. “Make me come,...Aunt Christine.”Christine slipped back between her niece’s legs and traced the tip of her tongue over the blonde’s folds, drawing a needy moan. Then, without warning, she sucked Angie’s hood and clit into her mouth with a hungry growl.Angie squealed with delight as her aunt sucked hard. The brunette probed her niece’s clit with her tongue as she. This meant, our men raped and killed all Saxons that they came across. Old, young, male or female - all were cattle to the swords and spears. Only those of comely appearance, females, would be spared - to live a new life as slaves. It had been some weeks since leaving the fortress at Calleva, and my fellows extracted their own revenge. I tried, unsuccessfully to ignore those sounds.I am so weary.Weary of killing, of sorrow and pain. Its a warriors lot of course, but that need not mean I enjoy. “What? We’re really going to ignore the elephant in the room?” She looked at me. “Come on, you expect me to believe you’ve been living with three beautiful women and you’ve kept your hands to yourself?”I wasn’t sure how to answer. On one hand, it would have been weirder if I HADN’T had sex with the girls. But on the other, I felt like I would lose all of Elise’s respect if I admitted it.“Besides, he was balls deep in Betty this morning.” She turned to the girls with a mischievous grin. “I bet. The popular idea of university life is people drifting along rivers in punts past wonderful medieval colleges and occasionally doing a bit of work. In fact, it often feels more like being a slave chasing all these different goals. Priorities always shifting. Everything needed at once. And, I'm married and with my husband away quite a bit, that can be difficult, too. So, being here with one thing to do at once and being told exactly what to do — is really wonderful, for a change at least!"Well,.