No matter how good he was, not even the well-known Sir Tony could get them all. As soon as he started clearing out the bandits in one forest, they wou...d all just move to another forest until he left. Or, maybe gang up on him and surround him so that one of them could shoot him in the back while he faced the others.And, what if he captured some? Was he to keep an eye on the captured bandits while he fought others? No, even Sir Tony would need help. He would take several men with him. Some would. Secret object of teenage wonder, of private experiment and adolescent discovery,the Beast is the doyen of delectable desire for wives and lovers or anonymous one night acquaintances. Once awakened, it is wild, unpredictable and difficult to control. It is demanding, it is hungry, it is a lion rampant, a colossus standing proud, straight backed, and ready to dispense genes, implant seed or share interminable pleasure and love eternal. The Beast has willing helpers, a supporting cast that play. I had to change my direction and decided almost too late, to throw the car into the nearly invisible side track of the old Erking farmstead. The dirt track rushed us up and over the hillock next to the front meadow and would eventually meet the main road again a short way to the North. The engine was gunning as fast as it could go, the four-wheel drive shuddering with the gravel and I knew that most of the underbody was going to need a repair if I ever got out of this... If I could manage to. ''Rem? Come sleep up here'' she whispered. He sat up and rubbed his eyes in the dark before sliding under the covers next to her when he felt her rub up against him, he could feel her wet pussy against his leg which made him get harder again her hot breath against his ear sent shivers down his spine as he gripped her close to him.She ran a hand down his torso and touched his throbbing cock lightly then closed her eyes yawning as she wrapped a leg over him and pushed against him. He turned over.