A minute passed and no sign of a cock appeared. “I think he's looking through the hole” whispered Jane.Sue nodded. Smiled and undid the zip on her...jeans.Jane watched amazed as she stepped out of them and removed her panties. Smiling at Sue she gestured her to finger herself.With a grin, Sue nodded and moving closer to the hole and proceeded to slowly rub her clit.The eye at the hole watched intently for five minutes and was then replaced by a hard cock.Jane put out a hand and started to wank. The nervousness that had caused her to break out in a sweat vanished, and the confidence only a young woman who knows she is prized filled her blood to its highest temperature.She turned for him.“You have a lovely ass. Most women are always worried about their asses. ‘Do you think my ass is to fat?’ And shit like that. You, Taylor, will never have to worry about that. I’m telling you the God’s honest truth. You have a fine ass. A classic ass, and what’s more, twenty, thirty years from now it. She was yelling and screaming and trying to fight them off and one of the Yankee’s pulled a knife, slit her throat and kept on fucking her as she bled out. We was too late to help the woman, but not too late to avenge her. Them two blue clad assholes never knew what hit them when we sent .58 caliber balls from our Enfield’s their way.We came down off the hill toward the house and that’s when we lost Burt. There was a third Yankee, but he had been in the house. He got Burt, but Zeb and I got. They could go about five hundred miles before needing to be refueled, and so that seemed an unlikely prospect.He climbed into the driver’s seat and stowed his carbine as Alba walked over to join him, peering inside the open cockpit as he thumbed the ignition switch. The engine roared to life, and it was the sweetest sound that the Rookie had ever heard.“Climb on,” he said, gesturing to the flatbed where the chaingun was mounted.“I will not fit inside this,” she protested.“Nah, hop on the.