"I had to take out three guards before I could get inside. Then I shot the five bastards you might be able to see with that ugly damn eye. They died w...hile you were having your tete-a-tete with that headless fucker over there, ... and over there." We can't hang around here and chat," observed Steve. "Neither one of us in any shape to do battle. We need to get the hell out of here." Well, I don't think I'll be going anywhere," replied Chip with a wince. "My leg is pretty well fucked up and my. Would you like me to do that to you now?"Bob's brain was reeling now, and he was finding it hard to think. His cock was aching now with the swelling her arousal had created. He couldn't remember a time when it was so large before... and as her hand come closer to it inside his shirt and pants, he could feel it jerking as it passed against his fly.His cock became even larger as she removed his hand from the front of her sweater and slipped it under the bottom hem, allowing him to feel the. Faster and faster, deeper and harder I go. It is difficult to catch my breath when I am buried into you like this and I can feel disorientation and dizziness come over me from time to time as I lose all awareness of everything but the center of your passion. By now your buttocks are thrusting and shaking with aggressive desire. Your body does everything it can to get my tongue as deep as it will go into your vagina, pushing it towards your cervix with determination, even though it could never. It was an attitude, a swagger. It was in the mind not the body.A real man takes what he wants. He always gets the best and fuck the rest.A real man thought about himself first, second and third. Everyone else came in a far distant fourth. Real men were the wolves, everyone else were sheep.So, what the fuck was he doing with this whole stupid Confederacy? Why the fuck was he putting himself in their care? He shouldn’t be thinking of them. He shouldn’t be fighting for them. He should be taking.