I imagined that in that ancient time, one female, fresh from being fucked by her alpha went to mark her territory. She sprayed with desperation, hopin... against all rationality that whatever was preying on the tribe would scent her determination and hunt elsewhere. Perhaps she spoke her hope aloud in some early language.She had found the answer: the next morning, no one had worsened. The combination of body fluids, will and passion within the community had shined brightly enough to drive the. Alene’s cock flexed again, this time it was a jet, as thick as Alene’s waist, it looked incredibly powerful as it glided through the air and met the first tree. There was no battle between the tree and the cum, the white jet just moved right through the tree and into the forest. The girls gasped as a few trees fell, they were all amazed, but nothing prepared them for what came next. Instead of dying out, the jet just kept going, Alene released more and more cum onto the poor forest. Every time. So it was that Bobbie was hurrying home that Christmas Eve evening – and probably going too fast for the conditions.After struggling out of the hopelessly stuck truck, Bobbie looked around and saw – nothing. There was no traffic, no driveways, no houses, and no lights – no nothing. So he did what all of us do nowadays; he reached for his cell phone. It was then that he found he had no cell service – Damn AT&T! Now what, it was nearly 5 miles back to his girlfriend's house and almost the same. M., and the adults would assist Edward, before that hour, in getting the children ready for bed.And at the bottom, in large letters, the notice said that we would also discuss the future election of a leader of our group, and whether we would need a small group of representatives to work with the leader, "in lieu of a vote of the entire adult population on each issue that arises."Looks like we were going to move from a democratic to a republican form of government. I hoped we could keep the.