The scouts reported to me that the Indian tribes were all on the move down from Canada. I knew it was the start of the “great gathering” of forces...to deal with the famous Yellow-hair and the dreaded bluecoats with no mercy. The tribes had nothing to lose. The buffalo were already gone. The dignity and honor of the people was gone with the wind. To die in battle seemed the only recourse in such a no-win situation.It was obvious to me that the time for talking was long past, but the silly. Eight. Yeah, so she cheated on her master. I heard that she is in a dungeon for three months, receiving a 100 whips a day! Ain't that something? Seven. Hold it slut. Six. Five. By the way, if you ever did cheat on me, you will be punished for three years! Four. So don't even try, slut!" "I would never. Sir, please I cannot hold it, please!!" "Nope." And shuts off the vibe. "You have 20 seconds and I will start again." "Yes, thank you, sir." After 20 seconds on the dot, he puts the vibe on my. “Goody!” Mary squeaked.We walked upstairs and went to the master bath where the sauna was.“Steve, go on in,” Melanie directed. “We’ll be a few minutes.”I didn’t answer; I simply stripped off my clothes and walked into the sauna. There were three towels on the lower bench and one on the upper. I assumed that was mine. I ladled some water on the rocks to generate some steam and sat down to wait. I was somewhat confident this wouldn’t get too out of hand, given that Jennifer was completely in. She felt him cum once more and knew, even as she sucked and nursed on his shaft that he was spent, utterly and entirely, his body limp, his oversensitive cock flagging, his eyes wide and vacant, his tongue lolling slightly as he panted, barely even conscious. She bit her lip as she drew his cock from her lips, his shrinking shaft stained with crimson streaks where her lipstick had rubbed off on him. Kissing his dwindling cock she gave a few last sucks to the very tip, drawing out every last.