She wasn’t, in truth, hard to settle down when these attacks came. All she needed was to be told that everything was all right and she needed to be ...ugged. This triggered a deep paternal instinct in me that I had never felt before. I loved her almost immediately though I told myself repeatedly that it was just that same kind of plutonic love that a person in this field of work develops for many his or her clients – the kind of love that is based on empathy and an honest desire to help those. All the cadets were good with a bow but they could also use the rifle. Edana out shot the Huns champion even though he was given fifty rounds to practice with.We rested that night with a good meal. There were some orphaned Hun children and some stayed with us. They played with the dogs as did those that had come from the city. I fed all of them but I wanted Balimir to see that I fed others. He already knew that I fed his people yesterday but this was more direct.The Huns liked rum and whiskey. "You like that?" He punctuated each word with a kiss or lick, and a caress. My nipples could have carved glass."Um. Yeah. What was your first clue?" Sarcasm was the only defense I could come up with; there were unshed tears threatening in my eyes, and my only alternative was to start crying and beg.It felt like punishment for being flip when he left my ear alone, but when he attacked the corded muscle in my neck with his lips and teeth instead, I cried out, belatedly stuffing my fist in my. I finally lost all control, and my inhibitions were gone. I artfully swirled my tongue around the cock, flicking the head with my piercing as my head bobbed up and down. My hands seemed to move of their own volition, and before I knew it, there were two more cocks in my hands.“Oh shit, this slut sure knows how to suck some black dick. I’m gonna come!” And with that, he tightened his grip on my head, going balls deep in my mouth and unleashing his come. I tried to swallow all of it, but there.