Turning his head, he saw a blank computer screen.'Weird! I could have sworn someone was looking at me. Must have been a reflection from the lights in ...here.'Shrugging his shoulders, he walked in the room where Molly was just sitting down."Hi, Molly. How bad is it?"Molly looked up at Ken, glanced at her computer screen, and sighed, "Bad, Captain. We have sixteen dead, seventy-seven wounded and six still missing. Most of them I recruited." Molly said with tears running down her face.Ken shook his. Lisa pushed Jim down on the bed and straddled his chest."You ready for my pussy baby?" Lisa asked and she slid her wet pussy on Jim's cock."Fuck yeah!" replied JimLisa lifted Jim's cock off of his body and slowly slid it in her pussy."Ohhhhhhhh god that feels so fucking good!" moaned Jim as his head fell back on the pillow.Slowly Lisa fucked Jim's swollen rock hard cock. Each time she slid her pussy up and down his cock she could see by Jim's facial expressions that he was trying to fight his. He was the son of Edward the Elder, grandson of Ælfred the Great but his mother’s identity is not known. She is described simply as a ‘woman of Mercia’. The implication is clearly that she was not of any special significance and she died soon after Athelstan’s birth. There is a tradition that Ælfred intended Athelstan as his heir but the boy was only six years old when Ælfred died. Edward married after Athelstan’s birth and produced a number of legitimate children. All of these were still. She could see her friends, Lina, Molly, Sophie, Sara, and Samantha, were still nude from their, orgy but now tightly bound being used by every member of the football team while they screamed in pain. This only deepened Staceys guilt about sacrificing Jessica to the football team and her own pain about getting herself and her friends into this situation. The poor girls were being used by the team in every sexual position possible, while Stacey was forced to watch. She once again tried to.