Seriously ... her rescue was a masterstroke.”“It was a damned accident,” I said.Well ... what do you know ... and a breeder. This should be fun....egal age on Crossroads ... hmmm ... that opened a multitude of paths ... ever one more destructive than the last.“I believe I’ll stick with Restorative and water, please,” I was looking up. I was presented with a glass of water.Timma was released and Eloise encapsulated. Let the games begin!Val was quite happy “helping” with the festivities. Girl-girl. .”“I know you are all helpless and reluctant too. But we can not afford another war. There are still many unmated women and widows in our village. What will happen to them if many of our warriors die again? Even if we win the war, our tribe will decline for sure.”They had no argument to the village chief’s words. Many warriors died in the last war. They left behind many widows and children. The warriors had to feed them and take them as their mates. Many were taken. But many were still there. The bed was rocking as we did it, making occassional creaks and spring-pops. If her flatmate was awake, she'd certainly know that there was some fucking going on in the room next to her.As I got hornier from the pleasure my cock was getting from pounding her, I increased the speed and her moaning got louder. Her tits looked great bouncing as we rocked the bed, the nicest tits ever. Her bf was a very lucky guy getting to see this most days, perhaps even more than once a day. All that I could. “Remember, the movie doesn’t come out until the day before Thanksgiving. When you see Brian the next time give him a nice big hug or kiss, OK?”“You could use all the men’s voices for that opening number,” Jennie said from the driver’s seat.“That’s a great idea, we have twenty-two guys. Besides that, there’s practically enough music for a double CD set ... over fifty unique pieces of music,” I said.“How about Jeff Bell for Hans?” Princess said.I just glared at her. She giggled then asked, “Do we.