“I followed the path the villagers took up into the mountains,” the scout said. “It’s like those red-eyed soldiers told us—a lot of the peop...le escaped.”“Can we send them a messenger?” Ellerie asked. “To let them know it’s safe to come back?”The few buildings that remained in the burned-out village weren’t much to come back to, but they’d be better than wandering around the mountains in the winter.“They’re following the same path we’ll be taking,” Gregor said. “The snow’s deep and there are. Anil ne Shekhar k lund ki or dekha, uska supada bilkul laal ho gaya tha, usne Shekhar ka muh apne land se hataya aur use dhake se sidha letadiya, lund muh me bhar k jaro se apna muh chudwane laha. Shekhar aah aahh ki awaze karne laga, us ne bhai jase Anil ka muh chodne me koi kasar nahi chodi. Ab Shekhar ka paani nikal ne wala tha usne jaur se pucha “pani chod dun?”Anil ne suna aur apne muh se lund baar nilkala. Shekhar ka safed rass Anil ki chati par pada,aur thoda Shekhar k jhant pe. dono. Hakim rolled up the bottom of his mask to reveal just his mouth. “Kiss me, bitch. Kiss me as we fuck,” he growled. Reluctantly, Michaela let him plunder her mouth. She moaned into his lips as he bounced her on his cock. When the eruption came, it came sooner than anyone expected. Michaela’s nubile body one moment was smacking furiously onto the stiff shaft of her rapist, and then suddenly his two hands had a white-knuckled grip on both of her ass cheeks, holding her cunt snug against his. My wife really was playing with other men. How could that possibly excite me? It was perverted. Yet I had to admit that it did excite me. I watched those damned Julia Ann movies and imagined that I was watching Jeanne. What the fuck was wrong with me? I regularly jacked off while I was imagining my wife enjoying sex with men who weren't me. I took several deep breaths. I calmed myself. I thought. Was it perverted? If it was, why was it perverted? It was perverted because everyone said it was.