. It is refreshing to be free from the constraints of the burka since they are tedious to wear and present even worse obstacles to remain sanitary und...er one. Our current pant suits and head scarfs are much superior accoutrements.The flight ascends into the air, Mr. Blaine reclines his seat and quickly sombulates. I look at Ira and she says in Farsi, “Miranda, please take the first watch while I sleep.”I remove the book from the front of my seat and begin to read... I no sooner fall asleep than. I lay on my back with my legs spread for my Man, ohh I forgot to mention, my pussy and most of my pubic hair was shaved, I just left a little patch of pubic hair on top of my cock, yes I like to be as smooth as possible, so he came and was kneeling in front of me, grabbing my legs and spreading them more, he played with his cock's head then slide it in, all the way inside me, then he lay his body on my chest, we were kissing so passionate, playing with our tongues, kissing our lips, pulling. “Hold her!” Kurtis snarled. “We can’t let her transform!”He was behind our kneeling mother who fought to rip free of my thighs. But I held her tight. I felt this power coursing through me. I groaned at the warrior heat pumping through my veins. My hair glowed brightly about my head.What was I?Then Kurtis aimed his cock right at our mother’s ass. He pressed it into her butt-cheeks. I smiled at him, my pussy growing even hotter. I grabbed our mother’s hair, using my hands to keep her face pinned. ”“What did you boys do with that marshal?” Pete asked his two sons as he and Hamp rode up to the barn.“Got him tied up back there in the barn, that dumb sucker is still asleep,” Larry told his Pa.“Larry, if that man is hurt too bad to leave here, I’ll have your hide.”“Aww, Pa. He’s just playin possum and you know it. I didn’t hit him that hard, leastways not as hard as I wanted to anyhow. I thought he was kinda smart with his words back in town, too.”“If he’s hurt bad, we’ll have U.S. Marshals.