Driving home with her dad and brother, Marci's mind was on a conversation she had had with her friend Joyce Gibson before church this morning. Joyce h...ad excitedly told her about sucking off her older cousin last night."Did it taste icky?" Marci had wanted to know."Shit, no," her friend had giggled. "It's sorta slippery, but it has a neat flavor." What does a cock feel like," was Marci's next question, starting to get all hot and itchy between her legs as she listened to Joyce."Haven't you ever. She replied, "I am chatting with your wife on an app we both use, and she just asked me how you’re doing fixing the handle. I said you were hard at it.”I jokingly turned round and said, "Well your right about the hard part."I looked down at her top, which was barely concealing her gorgeous tits, and gave her a mischievous smile. She looked at me and smiled back. By now I was somewhat distracted, and the raging hardon in my jeans wasn't helping matters. So I put down my tools and went over to. Images of sharks and other ravenous sea creatures leapt through her mind in panicky flashes. Drowning was bad enough, but to be torn limb from limb would be horrific! A low whistle and a plume of spray calmed her immediately. It was a dolphin! The grey creature swam round her, occasionally touching her gently with its bottle shaped nose. Arielle felt strangely reassured by its presence and suddenly her fate did not seem quite so hopeless. More dolphins appeared in the sea surrounding her. They. Lord Oxnot's supply wagon's construction was a thick, blocky, oak that hung low to the ground and had high sides; an ample shield for us considering the heavy pile of dirt.The fortification's roof had quarter-cut timbers of pine that covered the entire enclosure; the only gap in the fort was shoulders to head.When the enemy archers moved into range they released volleys of arrows at us, their crossbow men moving forward under the protection of the arrow storm. Also, the lightly armored vassals.