Gerrant grins at me then steps back off my sword, a trickle of blood runs down his cheek where the tip punctured the skin an inch below his eye. He tu...rns & moves towards the wagons. As I walk away Ginny is getting off her knees.I am Svadick, I lead the Black Vultures, a group of cut throats, r****ts & murderous mercenaries with one plan…. to fight, drink & fuck our way to the Violet Queen… Or die trying. We draw our wagons up & begin to set camp near a rambling fresh water stream, far enough. Soon she was watching everyone, more in her own bubble than in the group, so she walked over to the cooler to grab a drink. As she went to stand back up she felt large and very warm hands on her hips. She turned around to find Aaron. He was staring at her with something she wished she had seen years before - hunger. She suddenly felt bolder than ever, as if nothing was of consequence. She grabbed his hand and pulled him from the crowd. They walked towards the public rinsing stations. The. A groan escaped James’s lips as he finally pushed slowly all the way inside Jennie’s body. Her tight walls gave with some resistance as his long hardness penetrated areas that he could tell had not been penetrated for a while. It still felt good to him though to have finally sunk his penis into a warm wet pussy since it had been a while since he had done so. Jennie gasped hard as James shoved his erection all the way into her, filling the void that had not seen an erection in some time. Her. His gaze wanders down over her ample belly and wide hips. Her full thighs tremble with desire though she tries to stay still. He knows her desires. They had spoken at length over drinks days ago. She had already had a couple of drinks before he found her sitting before the fire. She seemed a to be leagues away when he took the seat across from her. He knew her desire to be controlled, to be pushed beyond her limits, to explore the many possibilities of physical, mental and emotional lovemaking..