”“Really?” She turned to look at Francie and they high-fived. “Shopping!” I guess it’s still a national pastime. At least for women. I was... afraid they’d be pretty disappointed that I wanted to go to the bookstore.“Thanks for this,” Francie whispered in my ear. “I was trying to figure out how to tell you I couldn’t have sex today.”“We don’t have to have sex every day, Francie.”“I know, but it was so good I wanted to get right back at it. But we were kind of vigorous Saturday and I’m still a. It was one of these occasions, when I forgot all about this profile thatI've written, when one night in spring, I went from my usual walk alongthe seafront dressed as penelope. I approached my usual place where I satat Ovingdean, and as usual, there was nobody around. It was very private and very quiet and peaceful.I was sitting there listening to the waves caressing the shore, andgenerally at peace with the world, when a hand was placed over my mouthand a voice said ' Do exactly as I say, and. Heslipped a blindfold over my eyes and covered my ears with ear defenders. I couldn't hear or see a thing...I felt my trousers being unzipped and panties being pulled down to my ankles. My top was pushed up and bra pulled down. I felt him take my right nipple in his mouth, sucking then biting gently, then takin his mouth off, I felt a slight pinch. He did the same with the other...He had decided to try out the nipple clamps, I waited in anticipation to feel the pinch on my clit. I didn't wait. Desmond had taken to humping Corporal Amy on a steady basis with no protest from any of the other Looters seeking female companionship. There was plenty of pussy to go around and there was no reason to be poaching on the leader's private snatch.The leader of the Looters decided it was time to make an ass-kicking raid and scare up some fresh poon-tang and some luxury items more desirable than just the basic needs of survival. He took the Brown brothers and the twin sisters Millie and Billie and.