The new Khan, formerly Prince Habib, had allowed more and more incursions across the border, raiding villages, mostly for livestock but with a few wom...en also being stolen. Things came to a head when a complete village was razed to the ground and its male inhabitants slaughtered. A few escaped and they confirmed what the Emir had feared; the Tirfil army was involved in these raids. Also the purpose of this raid, some thirty miles inside Kobekistan, was primarily loot and women; few sheep were. They changed a couple of times and our dicks were starting to hurt. Maggie then looked over and must have saw the tent in our pants. She leaned over and whispered something in Granny's ear and granny looked over and then smiled real big. Here are two fifteen year old boys about to nut in their pants watching two mature women change clothes. The women stood there and smiled and both slowly removed their bras and played with their boobs. Granny said is this what you boys want to see? We both. Her lips tightly pressed together. ‘Oh,’ she grumbled, ‘This shit ain’t over until I say its over!’ Around the corner she stomped and headed straight for those big old heavy metal doors. She sharply turned on her heels then moved before the call box. No, she wasn’t going to care how long it took but she sure in hell hadn’t said it was over. Her finger stabbed against the call button beside the author’s name then she held firmly holding the button down. She stood there, her heel tapped the. Push harder.Then, blessed relief, it's in, and my sphincter closes around the flared base. It feels so good inside me, heavy, shifting as I roll my hips. I realize I've been holding my breath, and I suck down huge gulps of air.His fingers begin to play with my pussy, pinching my lips, stroking my clit, teasing my hole. He pulls the lips outward and apart, then presses them together. Sometimes he caresses gently, sometimes he pinches as hard as he can. I take it all, reveling in the attention,.