I realised that she'd obviously practiced a little, and the girl was now well on her way to becoming an absolute mistress of anal sex. The sight of my...thick cock buried in her backdoor had my sperm on the boil, and I closed my eyes, trying not to hear the sexy, almost kittenish moans and sighs escaping her throat.She shifted her young body around my cock, hips moving in small figure-eights as she climbed her tight booty up my shaft slowly, cool air hitting the few inches at the base of my cock. He grunts his exertion with each thrust, using his grip on my balls for purchase and thus yanking them painfully, and I yelp in time with it, the pain sharp and tearing.I’m squealing before its half way inside me, the size so massive that I feel my gorge rise again. I know that if I puke in this hood, I’ll surely drown in it, and it seems to be only this thought that keeps the vomit down.After a period of time which seems stretched in my memory, a short vacation to hell, he is fully inside; I. There was no entrance on the north wall.It was the west wall of the eclosure that was different. Here, partway down the length of the wall, the rear wall of the tower house was incorporated into the perimeter wall. This was also the face of the tower that had the extra height that I had seen from my previous position on the crest of the hill. The west end wall of the tower was carried up one story higher than the other three walls and formed a tower-wide elongated turret with its own rampart. I figure Simone had worked her over pretty well the night before.The real shock, however, came when Sally lifted Janey's short T-shirt up and took it off. Those deliciously creamy tits were emblazoned with angry red stripes, along with her entire stomach."Lean forward and turn towards Sally." I spoke in a deadly tone and she obeyed without hesitation.The pattern of stripes on her back matched those on her front, methodically even and expertly applied, almost the work of an artist. That they had.