He savored the taste of her juices on his tongue and found that he could not wait to taste her yet again. But first he needed to fuck her, to make her... his in every way.He trembled with the force it required to keep himself from impaling her on his cock with no further delay. She reached up and kissed him, her mouth insistent. Sliding her tongue between his lips, she made small mewling sounds that reminded him of the pet wildcat he’d had as an Elfling centuries ago.Pressing his cock tight to her. She does that kinda stuff to be getting the grades she gets. you think she’s all brains, and beauty too?" Keith said, laughing."I think I might ask her to homecoming." Dan said, about to get up."Okay man, don't take anything seriously, she might already have a date." Keith said.His voice faded in Dan’s head. he walked up to Jenn's locker, as she was putting her books in."Let me help you." Dan said, rushing over to help her."Thanks...Dan's your name, right? We have 1st period together." She. She put her hands over their crotches and started rubbing gently over them, feeling the growing bulges in their trousers.“Looks like you boys need some action,” she said. “What’s wrong, not getting enough lately?” Mark just grabbed her face and pulled her towards him, snogging her as he forced his tongue down her throat. She made no resistance, and went for a full-on tongue wrestling match, then turned to Rob and did the same, as they both continued stroking her legs and bare arms. Mark grabbed. Most of the plantation managers fit that mold.“Below, in the locker,” said Wendy.“There’s a fog ... you can’t see your hand in front of your face ... three proa with three hundred men come screaming out of that fog ... less than a hundred yards away. Where is that firearm?”“I see,” Wendy said.“Yes ... you see your husband beheaded, gutted like a pig and tossed overboard to feed the sharks that ALWAYS follow the proa. They always follow the boats because they get fed. You see your daughter taken.