As impressive as that was, on the other side of the village, facing north, was a life-sized statue of a young woman, a teenager. She was shorter than ...ost, but she stood ready, a rifle in her hands, two pistols in her belt. The inscription was simple. "Tazi, girl of Mogdai village. Of the people, for the people."Few statues had such a tortured heritage. Lady Judy had insisted on paying for it; so had Lord Tuck. Tanda Havra had threatened death to any who denied her the honor, and the High King. My whole body felt weird, like jelly. Was this how every girl felt? I doubted it. Without knowing it, my hand had slipped down into my shorts as well as my panties. I was wet—really, REALLY wet. I let my middle finger stimulate my clitoris. Almost immediately I felt like smiling and closing my eyes in pleasure. It felt good. It felt real good. I sighed as it began to tickle but the sense of pleasure was still there. The small nub grew a bit bigger, making me gasp as I stimulated it. It was. I was thrilled with the size of his hole. It had stretched. I knew it would soon be a tight pucker again but now it was wide open and my cum dribbled out of it.“Oh, Colin, lover,” Shelley said. “Now you’re a man-whore too.”Two of her long, slim fingers had probed into him. Jean, not to be outdone, held the camera in her right hand and used two of her fingers next to Shelley’s. Colin moaned.“Well you came out of one of my holes,” she said. “It’s good to get into your hole.”“Come on, Bob,”. Her entire body was flushed with passion, flashes of bright lights exploding behind her eyes as she flooded his cock and the bed. Finally, Jared could hold back no longer and he gave one final thrust as he filled the condom with streams of semen, so much he was scared some was going to seep out the bottom. Falling on top of her, Jared lightly kissed her lips and pulled out. Removing his condom he got up to take it to the trashcan in the bathroom.Coming back he flopped on the bed, saying, “Great.