Saphire eyesBlack lashedPleadingSeek his depthsPale armsPurple stainedIn their bindingHeld In exquisiteEmbraceHer faceTortured desireNarrow neckedOffe...ingTo HimCompletenessOf bodyTenureOfSoul The symbolIn his strong HandsBraced and readyAnd sheArousedIn worshipSilently acceptingThe bountiful giftEncircling White throatShe gaspsThe claspEternalLockedNo more herselfBut forHimHis acolyteHis adoring slave The Gift What fine gift shall I give to thee?That thou canst cherishThine eyes doth seeGold. In all honesty, we didn’t run across any hostiles that morning, but we saw plenty of evidence of their mischief along that trail of misery and death. I was used to seeing heaps of bodies both fully dressed and naked as a jaybird in places like Vietnam and south of Atlanta, but it was a shock to the system to see them stretched out minus their hair with the visible marks of mutilation in places too delicate to mention.A trio of “civilized” Indians stood silently watching us just inside the main. Not that anything of that sort was happening here, we were simply too overcome with emotion to pay any attention to the audience who we seemed to be attracting. At last, we broke apart, the ferocity of the kiss having left both of us gasping for breath. A few of the crowd were still staring, and we glanced around at them, smiling nervously as we picked up our luggage and headed towards the Underground. As we linked arms and wandered down the street, we could hear several isolated whistles being. I lay down on top of her; her ample breasts squashed into my chest as I lined my cock up to dock with her sopping wet fanny. My cock slid into her very easily as she was so wet. I pulled my cock back out to the entrance of her pussy so that just the head of my dick was inside her, then I slammed it back into her until my balls bounced off her bum. She moaned and groaned as she thrashed about beneath me, her fingernails dug into my back as she thrust her perspiring body up to meet the pounding.