She stopped my hand & I thought that I had done something wrong, but she looked me in the eye and said ‘I don’t like being tickled, I like being s...ratched!’ I gave her a surprised look, then smiled and scratched down her leg. Not hard, but hard enough to leave marks from my fingers. I could hear him talking to her, but I couldn’t quite make out what he was saying. So I just kept looking at her, and biting my lip then asking what he was saying. By this point I was extremely aroused, just by the. Whoa! you almost took my eye out with that. I mean, you really are a grown-up aren’t you. Look at the size of you, that is a real man’s cock, so stiff, so erect, so … fabulous, and a lovely thick bush too. It is so nice to see a young man in his prime with a cock so hard and standing straight up. I’m glad your parents had you circumcised, so much tidier I think. Look at that shaft, so hard, so smooth, so long! And the head is so purple, so pretty, it looks good enough to eat, so I might as. In a little over two minutes, there will be no saving him.Unfortunately, I was too focused on my killing the one attacker as I donkey kicked the other. The boy I donkey kicked slashed my leg, but I was wearing jeans so the blade didn’t get as deep as it could have. Thankfully, it looks mostly superficial, I think it only cutting soft tissue and not hitting any arteries. It is difficult to tell without ripping my pant leg open to look, especially since my body has dumped endorphins, deadening. In sitting up she exposed her breasts and some of the cuts across her chest. She grinned and said, "Nita, I think you're just the person I wanted to see. You should know who's the local chairman of the Society for the Prevention of Unnecessary Cruelty to Slaves. You do, don't you?"Anita had gone pale when she saw the cuts. She asked, "Cindy, do you mind if I look at you all over?" Of course not! I'll need some help, though. It would be a lot easier if you could lift the covers off me. That.