That was their death knell. My men stabbed the horses in the side with the pikes and killed them all before they could escape the water.The men mounte...d on those unfortunate horses were then at the tender mercy of the pikemen, and they did not last long. Most of the riders had been dumped into the water at the death of the horses, so they were lying in the water mostly on their backs and struggling not to drown. They were such easy targets that it was almost embarrassing how easy it was to kill. She spoke with a russian accent.Which on later confirming I came to know that she was a russian.Me: happy to be of service.Then we exchanged some small pleasantries as to our names, where we live, what we are doing etc….Just small talk till we finish our cigarette. In the mean time the driver has replaced the punctured wheel and is ready to go. And to my luck she invites me for a ride along. During all this I was trying to steal glimpses of her boobs and her ass.Once settled in the car she told. I imagined her coming out of the bathroom topless and the boys whooping and hollering that she was playing along with a game that they thought they were controlling. As she rejoined the circle, she’d juggle her tits and maybe pull on her nipples as she liked to do, enticing the groomsmen for the next round of truth or dare. The next text I got was a picture of the three groomsmen she was hanging out with. They were young looking guys that posed an image of confidence with each of them. They. ” Watching him rub his cock with my panties had gotten me into the game at this point, so I pulled out the flashlight and began to lick the tip of it.“That’s it,” he encouraged me, “Rub your lips all over it. Now use your tongue – let me see what a good little cock-sucker you are.” Still holding his gaze, I began to lick the long black handle up and down using the tip of my tongue. Watching him watch me was making my pussy drip, so I slid my free hand down there. I had barely touched my slit.