She was clearly enjoying this and I started pounding her. Wow..her expressions with her lip biting were such a turn on and I kept going for a while. I...gripped her boobs while pounding her to get a better position and she loved it even more.She kept saying, yess…yess…o….im liking it….oh yess….keep going, she had her 1st orgasm. We changed position and went into a proper missionary position with me going for deeper strokes while squeezing her boobs and kissing her lips. I still think missionary. " Linda flounced in wearing a long, satinnightgown and negligee, placed the cup on the bedside table and walkedout, pausing to grin at Chris.He got up, went to the bathroom and shaved using a ladyshave from thecloset and then showered. Washing his hair was a bit of a disaster asLinda's shampoo removed some of the temporary colour from his hair,changing it to a mousy brown. He towelled himself dry and thenrealised that he had no clothes to wear, opening the bathroom door,clad in only a towel, he. Putting his back to it, he vaulted into the air, flipping backward to land smoothly atop the barrels on the cartbed.Spinning, he leaped into the wagon ring, where the men were trying to protect the women with anything they could take to hand. Pots, knives, tools. Several men were down, including the three men with bows that had been out hunting earlier. A dozen Goblin corpses littered the trampled grassy ground, skewered with arrows; the archers had not gone down easily.Small groups of Goblins. “You’re fucking crazy,” he screamed at Don.“Your point?” Don chuckled. “Will you answer questions, or do we let the gators have your other foot next?”“If I say anything, they’ll kill me,” the Sergeant tried to explain.“You still don’t understand, yet. I will kill you tonight, whether or not you answer my questions. The only question is whether we let the gators kill you one bite at a time, or if you earn the right to a quick, painless bullet in the head. You have five seconds to start talking.