Icut that thought off sharply. She deserves the best. And then a slightlyillicit thought crossed my mind. I was her slave. I was the best. Well, maybe...ot. I reminded myself of the times I had failed her.??????????? And I remembered over everything thepurity of the love we shared. That connection between our souls that had boundus together??????????? I concentrated on rubbing her feet,on absorbing the pain and tension of her day, taking that into my hands, andthen releasing it.??????????? I felt. I much preferred looking at her nipples than the lunar surface.She lowered her head and rocked her hips from side to side. I couldn’t see her pussy from here as the shadows hid it too well. However, I could see that they were rubbing her ass and pussy from behind. She was loving the attention the men were giving her. I could tell she was lost in pornstar mode. She reached one hand down, keeping the other across her body on the railing, and rubbed Guy #1 on the crotch, squeezing his dick. After. All I had on was the skirt hiked up around my waist. Randy was laying down and I had his cock in my mouth while Jason was pounding my pussy from behind. I had Tyler and Chad’s dicks in my hands, stroking them when I could remember to. The ecstasy of such a big dick in my mouth and pussy was almost too much to take. Jason told me he was cumming and I tried to tell him not to cum in me but Randy had his hand on my head fucking my face. I could feel Jason’s load filling up my pussy. I came again.. She felt nothing but disgust at the slaughter of over half a million men for a mere cloth flag and the theoretical notion of a united country.Nothing but war and avarice, sabotage and suffering.She left the world of men.She hired a crew of like-minded renagades from the shipyards, black and white, men and women (it was in the shipyards that she met Tessa), giving them a place to stay and food to eat, paying them not in salary but in knowledge and experience, and the promise that when her.