My plan had worked flawlessly. The townsfolk had behaved like cattle, and we’d herded them with ease. As I’d predicted, the arrows and our vicio...us charge had broken the enemy defense. Most of the townsfolk had fled towards the water—the obvious escape route—where Torstein gave them a violent reception. Maybe three dozen survivors from the beach had even come back to the town seeking safety in numbers. They were quickly subdued or killed.With all real resistance crushed, my men began. I peed her over the head in her hair, the over the face, then she spread the mouth and caught my pee, then she gave me her melons to be peed, and I splattered over her bosom, her belly. Nelly began to breathe heavily, and as I peed on her cunt, she had an orgasm. She cried loudly: “I will be fucked!”. I ended peeing on her thighs. Then she sat still in the tube, wet and said: “I thank you so much!” She kissed my cock, then washed herself, dried and went to her bedroom. And fucking began.After a. I can only guess it was because she was still full of milk. A few times mom would get up and leave me alone. She would close the bathroom door obviously because she needed to pee. When she would come back there was always that look of relief that I only figured was because her bladder was empty. Show you how much I knew about women when they lactate.The only good thing about this time in our lives was it was summer and I didn't have school. That meant I could stay up late and often it was. "Did we wear our little white bitch out?" Just a little, I think."We, I thought... Who is we?Just then, several more men -- all black, all clearly chiseled specimens of raw masculinity -- entered the room as well. They were all naked or at least shirtless, and the cocks I could see were equally impressive as the first man's."Hold on boys," instructed the man at Mom's bedside. "Let's give her a rest." Thank you, sir," Mom said as she smiled up at him."We don't want to overuse a good piece of.