To say that Meagan was cross with me would be an understatement. A fool she called me before setting off and leaving. I’m not a warrior by nature, g...d knows my hands are better at writing songs and harvesting wheat than taking a man’s life. But the time came to fight for what mattered, those things that are often greater than we are. On the outskirts of the village, the men joining Wallace pooled together in tents and rested that night before setting out for battle. Mine was alone, some ways. " And so they did. "Now," she said, "we have to insure that none ofyou comes back from Hell. 'Stripping and dishonoring,' they call it. I'llmake it so it doesn't hurt any more than it has to." She went up to the black girl, who trembled and drew away. "Standstill," she commanded. The girl shuddered and groaned, but obeyed.As gently as she could, the witch hunter slipped the girl's panties toher knees. Charmaine scented a rich, musky perfume, which almost made herswoon. Next, she cradled. "Negotiate? That's not something I can do, Sir. That would be premature." "If you're not here to negotiate, why exactly did they send you. I mean no offense, but if you're just here to butter me up, they could have sent a younger and more, well, less, um..." I raised my eyebrow and affected a slight smirk. I knew what he was saying. They could have sent a pro and she would have been younger and more beautiful and less 'motherly' than me. When the time seemed right, I decided that honesty was. Over the following weeks Kat practically ignored my cock when we had sex, instead she used her tongue, fingers, butt plugs and a strap-on to fuck me with. She would talk dirty to me as she abused my ass, one day she even had me shave off all my body hair and fucked me in the missionary position, my legs wrapped around her back as she told me what a dirty bitch I was and how much I loved cock; she said that when it happened for real she would make me wear a pair of sexy knickers for the guy to.