Betty then put all the questions that parents ask of suitors to their children. She was one of the very few that found no humour in the way that my wi...e had left me. She did sympathise at the lack of children and then asked about nieces and nephews.“Nope, my only brother, Brian, has no desire for kids at all, much to the disgruntlement of my parents.” I explained.That led to me telling Betty about their life in France, and how they loved it. Mentioning that rural France was like England in the. Sand, dust, and body parts blew through the mineshaft. A chunk of bloody flesh landed on Tony's shoe. With a disgusted look, he kicked the bloody mess to the floor and motioned for the other man to follow. Together, they crept into the hallway, flashlight beams flicking from wall to wall. Sunlight streamed through the gaping wound in the main entrance. The thin, metal door had been blown wide open by the RPGs. The machine gun nest was nearly decimated, and he could see no sign of. We hit again on the same point, another hit on the other side. After three hits we continue teasing their dicks with our feathers. More hits: right, left, left, right, right … The boys’ crying changes to deep and loud moaning. After about 30 hits Ole can’t hold back. He cums with a shout of lust. Matti needs 10 more to cum in the same way. We stop our action, get down on our knees and suck the rest of cum out of the boys’ dicks. Matti is the first who is able to say a word. “Wow”, he says.. His naturally hang-dog expression, unruly black hair haphazardly cut off at the neck, and pale, freckled face looked odd on a body built like a tank. Domnall stood seven feet tall with a wide, heavily muscled frame. Angus was a big man, as were all Bloody Hands, but Domnall O’Shea made just about anyone look small. He was the type of man on a twelfth century battlefield you would have handed a battle-axe, rapped him on the head a few times to make him angry, and then pointed him at the largest.