They were headed for a large farm where they could camp for the night and regroup.Meanwhile, our men went through the fallen militia on the road and s...hot or knifed those who were not yet dead. There was no love lost between our men and the militia! There was some looting, but we did not get much beyond papers from the officers because we had not brought wagons with us. I did send men after wagons to pick up all of the rifles: those could be converted into air guns as I got the chance to work on. “How long have we known each other? Twenty years? I think I can wait a little longer if there’s a chance of making love with you again.”I kissed him on the cheek, tears once again running down my face. But Tony hadn’t finished.“Whatever happens, I don’t want to lose you as a friend Penny. I’d prefer to be a lot more to you than that but I’ll be whatever you want me to be.”Now I was crying properly, feeling his kisses on my face and neck, acutely aware of the cool wetness between my thighs that. He turned to me and said, "watch me fuck your wife again. This hot, wet married pussy belongs to me now and it and she will be used at my direction." My wife affirmed, "yes, please," before I could muster enough sound in my voice to say, "yes, of course." Then this large cocked black man fully, forcefully plunged himself ball deep into her. While I knew the answer already, I asked if I could have another turn when he finished. They both quickly snapped, "No." Sherri, I think found the question. Consider this a crash course in telepathic chicanery. Since you can't seem to distract yourself from sexual thoughts and fantasies then the fastest way to eliminate them from me thoughts is to restrict them to a minimal of persons." Hold on a bloody second is sounds like you talking about getting my jollies be invading and screwing with others minds." That is essentially what I am talking about. Although I do not condone molesting other against their will. I will simply show you how to suggest.