“That’s because I’m a badass and so is the new God,” Lavelle beamed as he slaughtered more than a few of the goose stepping bastards.“Count ...on us. We’re with you now, even if not before,” Obadiah grinned while about forty or so Black Panthers gathered around us.“Let’s give ‘em Hell!” the Black Panther leader shouted as they began rushing at the surprised and disoriented fascists.“Fuck ‘em all!” another voice shouted as members of the Black Queer Liberation Front joined in the combat.The leader. He stepped toward her and her eyes registered that his own eyes had dropped to her breasts. His hands, still holding the blanket, came toward her and it looked to her like a wall of cloth was about to push against her. His hands, through the blanket, pushed at her shoulders and she leaned toward the bed.Then, suddenly, time started up again. The bed had assumed a whole new importance in her life, but in a completely different way. Now, instead of being a place of warmth and comfort, she saw it. Was she going to open the door, let him in? She was dizzy with confusion, uncertainty. Again Linda stopped, biting down on her sore lower lip, feeling the awful morality of the situation. Then another rush of hot flashes seared her cunt. Her knees were trembling as she finally twisted the doorknob all the way, defying her moral side. The dog barked happily, rushing in too quickly for her to stop it now."Ohhhhh God, forgive me," she whispered as the dog swarmed around her. Linda stumbled in the. .. please ... that hurts so.” Jill lunged forward a little but kept her stance.Tim started lighting up her ass. She cried out for him to stop but he kept going. He wasn’t hitting her hard enough to break the skin but her ass was getting red. “Oooh Tim please ... no more, it hurts soooo much.” She was sobbing now. “I promise I’ll listen next time. I won’t cum ... please no morenomore.”After 20 he stopped and put his belt on. Jill’s ass was really red and it would be hard for her to set for a.