A thick bead of lubrication glistened in the cleft between the partially opened labia. Louise bent and kissed Bonnie’s pussy searchingly, running he... tongue smoothly up and down the wet, fragrant chasm, drinking in the sweet musky essence of young womanhood. ‘She’s sweet isn’t she?’ Jeremy asked. ‘Oh yes, yes she is,’ Louise gushed. They went on like that for several minutes, languishing in the pleasure of their mutual sucking. Soon, Louise could hear Bonnie’s cries escalating a little, and. Blinded by grief, he collected his things, and left the village. I got news a few days later that his remains were found on the side of a road, south of the town. He had been brutally murdered, along with his pack and family ring were gone. But he had a cut on his side that was unmistakable, as I had sewn it back up. He had gotten it during the last raid and had been rather impatient with me to patch him up.“We had a small funeral, and when he was buried, I decided to move on. The healers asked. Before Moon hit the ground he had already thoought of how to survive this. He curled into a ball and when he hit the ground he allowed himself to roll. He stood up with lightening speed and ran. The sun just peeked over the hills. When Moon reached a small town he stopped. He was exaughsted! He saw an old barn and quickly opened the door. It was empty from apart a few hay bails. Moon quickly fell asleep on a bail. The door opened as what seemed to be another girl his age. She crept over to him.. “Well, I just arrived in town this morning. I plan on beginning my search for work tomorrow and, as for a place to stay, I think I’ll head to The Inn for tonight. I have enough money to last me at least a week, between food and lodging,” Rachel responds with a broad and confident smile. Damn, she is utterly beautiful. “A week?” my wife asks. “Why, in this economy it could take you months to find a job and you only have enough funds for a week? Well that won’t do honey,” she says as she looks.