” I made a weird signal in the air and hoped that Leon understood what I wanted.Nothing happened for thirty seconds. Had there been some miscommunic...tion? I looked at the contestants. Most girls were trying to deal with what had happened today. Some cried softly, some just looked in shock of what they had just endured in the last hour, the fact that they first had to suck and than had to fuck a stranger against their will. Tarza stood maybe 10 feet away from me, her arms in front of her,. Darren was a big black man 36 years old about 6 foot tall, not what you would call body builder but strong and very handsome. I'm 48 mother of 3, not what you would call overly fat but carry a few extra pounds, I stand 5.6, about 240 lbs. shoulder length dirty blond hair with very fat tits and nice wide hips. I was wearing a white blouse that was now all pulled out of my black skirt, Darren had his hands around my soft middle as he helped me over to the sofa, he asked if I was OK I said ya. I knew that if the battle had gone the other way, they would have been yelling and singing the praises of their glorious God to anyone who would listen. Our own women folk were less interested in the results and more interested in the distribution of the items of value in fair and equitable manner. Some of these females were more astute in financial matters than the Jewish bankers that preyed on the survivors for ransom or favor.I had been wounded in several places which were not at all unusual. He rubbed his throbbing cock against her clit, teasing the smooth scales around her pussy with its tip. She arched her back; anticipation flexed through her toes. "Don't tease." Her eyes pleaded. She knew he enjoyed watching her writhe from the delicious torture. She squeezed her breasts together, and twisted her nipples. "Just fuck me." She craned her neck, eager to witness the moment of penetration. He guided his cock through her tight, wet slit. She bit her lip as every inch of him filled.