A tall, slim, balding man wearing glasses, a sport coat, T-shirt, and slacks, appeared in the hallway. He spoke to one of the uniformed deputies, then... started down the hallway toward Tim and Alex. ‘Sheriff, I’m Amos Eagleton, the principal,’ he said, his voice deep and sonorous. ‘What happened here?’ Tim briefed the man on what had happened. ‘How…how is Latricia…Trish, doing?’ the principal asked. ‘Will…will she be all right?’ ‘We’re not sure yet,’ Tim replied. ‘She was alive when she left. I obliged and held it open for her so she could step into it.When stepping into her robe her butt touched my cock through the robe, and i made a small gasp as the fabric hurt my top of my cock.She told me to follow her to the kitchen and i did, still horny but very scared at the same time, she sat herself on the table and looked at me, she then asked" I take it you liked what you saw". I was quite dumbfounded at this point so I only nooded. she then said "come over here" I walked slowly over to. Apart from running away or fighting the enemy, the little fuckers screwed the day away it seemed to her. Giselle became just another cunt and the men soon lost the added interest that she was a westerner. They argued about the price, eventually, they stopped coming to the tent. Sake decided that Giselle had to do something else to earn her passage. He hit upon a brilliant idea. From some place, he had acquired a military message dog. He suggested that Giselle should fuck the dog as an. I climbed over her and laid over her. As if on cue, she raised her legs and wrapped around my hips – perfect missionary position. I was struggling to find her love hole. She squeezed her right hand between our hips, caught my cock and guided it to the opening of her love hole. The moment her hand touched my cock, I felt electrified and I moaned.I took over from her and with my fingers I positioned my cock on the mouth of her hole and gave a thrust. No movement. I rested my left elbow on the bed.