His lie had gone too far by then, the soldiers wanted answers the travelers could not give. Where are the Norsemen now? Have they sent for more? Their... cries still surrounded him, their blood still covered him, each night they went out, his jealously and anger took over as they rounded up and fought the travelers. The scene that ended him was what tortured him at night now. It was no longer Alara’s death, or her writhing on Nikolai’s lap. It was the tiny woman cradling her dead son, with her. “OHHHH FUUURRRRRRRRR!!! DON’T STOP! YEAH! UH! UH! UH! UH! UH! UHHHHHHHHHHHH” I moaned, as if wishing someone would hear the thunder of our love echo in the night. Fergus’s pretty eyes were fluttering in ecstasy as our bodies mingled, blended, dissolved together, a knot of love , as Fergus’s chest slid against mine, sandwiching his drenched cock between our bellies, like on a soft sandy beach where hungry waves rub, bite and lick the sensual shore, riding the tide of passion. (CameraView: Fergus. Samantha had quickly learned to love having her pussy eaten by Pete and she accepted it as one of the routine means of foreplay that he always loved to do with her before he climbed in between her legs and would mount her to start their hot brother/sister fucks together. Samantha loved having sex with Pete more than with any other guy she'd ever been with. After she and Pete had become lovers, they'd both agreed that they should probably have no only relationships with other people but that. This thing seated four people in front and two in the back. It had oversized tires, and it was cherry red.“Every house gets one!” Dad said excitedly. It did seem pretty cool to have our own golf cart. I didn’t plan to play golf but we had seen people riding them around the neighborhood when we arrived.“Why don’t we just drive though? I don’t want to get on that crazy thing, I wouldn’t be seen dead in that!” Lindsay protested the very notion of getting a golf cart contraption.Until Dad tossed.