"Then, that's just what I'll do!" she said.After she folded her tent, the three of us walked toward the MulberryBush, a small restaurant on the edge ...f the fight area. Graymalkin puther hands on our shoulders and said:"I can hear Pretty Boy following us!"And, indeed, Pretty Boy soon appeared behind us. He pulled a knife andchased after the three of us. Whenever we tried to get him, Pretty Boyducked around the corner of the Mulberry Bush, all the while singing thissong:"Round and round the. " Katherine shrugged. "That's ... wow! Just disgusting but..." It's not battery acid," she teased, running her hands over my spent body. "It's nice. Try it." She caused a flood of arousal as her fingers gripped the base of my cock and swept upwards, milking the last of my cum onto her dainty fingers.My heart quickened. "I'm not gay!" I never said you were." She held her fingers to my lips and cocked her head. "Honestly, try it. For me!" I screwed up my face but Katherine was insistent, and I. We gave him a peck on the cheek and he showed us out. We headed for the rich guy’s house that Clay had earlier pointed out. By the time we had done, we made well over six hundred dollars – three time the previous year’s haul. We bagged all the cash and phoned JJ’s uncle to come and pick us up. “Well, some well-earned dollars there, Danny!” said JJ, as we were driven home. “Yes! It’s nice serving the community!” “Definitely!” Epilogue The game lived up to everything we had hoped for and some!. I took to leading sermons on our 'Sunday'. We built a big platform outside the main wall, raised up on oak timbers and visible from a hundred yards away. At the end of the work day on Saturdays, we'd roast several pigs and some moo over a giant spit trench. We'd serve up some veggies and some booze, and I'd preach to them. Julie had the great idea of making drums, so we experimented until they made decent hide drums over round oak drum shafts. As I preached about the way of sacred water, they'd.