’ I groaned again and she really rubbed hard as her fingers wrapped around my shaft. ‘Oooo, it’s getting much bigger, John. Let me give your big...cock some room!’ This sexy married woman then slipped off the couch and knelt between my legs as her fingers deftly opened my jeans and tugged them down. I lifted my hips as she pulled my jeans and boxers down my legs together. She shoved them to my ankles with one hand as the other returned to stroking my nearly full length cock. ‘Oh my god, John,. Yet... oh yet... how long have I been a slave of Barbaria? Scarcely more than a few weeks. It is ridiculous that I should have been reduced to such a condition!Cringingly abject!Grovellingly servile!And to a six-teen year old girl.Yet it is a fact.Shortly, I shall be sent for. I am sure of it. This afternoon they have been drinking. Their thinkling laughter comes to me as I toil at menial tasks. Soon I shall be used to amuse...She-devils. She-devils.Oh how I hate them!Yet, I know, when the. With the swordsmen ta protect the crossbowmen from close attack, we could play hell with any bunch of Injuns foolish enough to fight with us.It was in the fall of 1814 when we had a chance to test our new tactics against a real enemy. The Redsticks had pretty well gone away as a fightin' force, but the treaty that Andy Jackson had forced on the defeated Creeks turned even the ones who had supported the settlers into enemies. Henryville and its neighborhood was being threatened by a force of. Years later, I had forgotten all those adolescent fantasies and vain hopes of consummation with my flesh-and-blood mother, and moved on to slender, small-chested girls of my own age. Like every boy my I age I ached to get some action with these awkward but ever-fascinating creatures, despite the fact that I really had no idea what "action" really was, or exactly why I wanted it. The non-stop parade of beer ads and hair metal posters had thoroughly indoctrinated me towards the pursuit of tender.