. a ... Bitch!!! Maybe we have found a gold mine and the reason why the building was so thoroughly pounded by artillery! If these are the legitimate r...lers of the city, the junta may have been trying to kill them off and make it look like an accident. The junta could claim that these people had run to a shelter during the fighting and had been killed when the overhead collapsed on them. None but the friends of the junta needed to see what had really happened or where the people had been. Inch by inch I moved in, her sap coating my shaft allowing a smooth, soft movement. V leaned forward over the safety rail, allowing her large breasts to swing free over the edge of the boat. I was as deep as I could within her, my cock entirely sheathed in her warm, willing, wet, cunt. I held her hips, her soft skin matching her soft inner channel. “Fuck me,” she said, with a growl. Slowly at first I pulled out my seven inches and slipped it back in, then out, then in. I picked up the pace. My. I've had a few insights when I've been blitzed. Like when I switched from men to..." Ann Marie bit her lip, smiled knowingly and took a deep breath. "Maybe I'll go fix myself a drink right now. I could use one."Gayle realized that her face had given her away. She knew that her aunt knew that she knew... oh, it was all too confusing and embarrassing. She felt as if she'd dropped into another world. A world without the day-to-day morality she was bombarded with back home. Aunt Ann Marie was a. This created a problem because two very different crowds started showing up at the house. My friends tended toward the jock-cheerleader variety, whereas Kris's friends were more of the smart-hipster type, so the battle lines came out early on. The disputes started with the music selection, gravitated over to who could eat which food, and ended up in the backyard by the pool with me and Kris toe to toe."You've got a lot of nerve having your toady friends here to ruin my party," Kris yelled..