Yet it was not enow, and thus I was fortunate to happen upon another battlefield; Ethnic Porn I fed only enow to heal almost completely, and then lay down amongst the corpses to await my transformation. Although I did not need sleep, I must have dozed regardless, as next it was dawn and I heard voices. “Damned Stormcloak rebels!” An Imperial patrol approached, likely looking for wounded. Fortunately, it was not quite light, and some trees and rocks hid me. If I could but snatch some bits of armour and clothing, I could at least explain my half-nakedness as a survivor, having lost consciousness on the battlefield and now trying to heal her wounds. “Gods below!” came more cries. “Damned wolves! Stay sharp, soldiers.” They must have seen my handiwork on some of the corpses. I crept, shivering and ill, toward the nearest heap; a male Stormcloak sat by two female rebel soldiers who embraced, in death, a male Imperial, whilst a female Legionary lay nearby. The male Legionary appeared to be a Redguard, like me. Curiously, although several arrows protruded from the bodies, wounds were not visible, and there was little blood; they looked as though they merely slept. Normally, dismemberments and eviscerations abounded in such battles, and the blood… The lack of such grisliness was perhaps the reason I found it so poignant. It may heretofore have been the saddest thing I had seen in this war, having witnessed several such skirmishes, either just after they ended or in passing as Indian Porn they raged. I had yet to Indian Sex take sides – I did not want to – but my conscience nudged me toward forcing another kind of choice from me. Swallowing a lump in my throat the size of Mount Anthor, I sneaked away; found some discarded bits of equipment, donned them, left. I sought Aela. Lying together in the room I had taken over from Kodlak, she queried, “Could you not have made the same mistake as a human?” I doubted that, but she was either unconvinced or indifferent. “That’s just the way it is, sister,” she 69 growled. “We are hunters. Humanoids are prey.” “I do not accept that. Not all of them.” I told her about my dealings with Hircine and subsequent adventure with Sinding. “I cannot imagine hunting… or feeding… on a child. Nor any other innocent.” I had not mentioned the battle scene; she would probably scoff, think me weak. She snorted – at least, that is how I took the guttural coughing sound she made. “There are no innocents in this world.” I disagreed, but the query she posed next took me in a different direction. “Yet what of this Sinding – you spared him?” When I admitted I had, she asked why. “Because we are the same. How could I kill him?” “But he killed an innocent, didn’t he?” When I did not respond, she continued, “So you joined with him, and slew his hunters.” “Yes. I will indian not be manipulated – not even by a daedric prince.” “And you fed on them?” All at once, I did not like where this was going, but admitted to assuaging my hunger and healing the wounds they had inflicted on me. “What had they done to you – before then?” I hesitated. “Well, nothing” Unfathomable, the look she gave me. “So then, were they not ‘innocent’?” I had no answer, instead springing from the bed. He undressed carefully rather than the alacrity of one which could only afford to pay for ten minutes with a whore which I would have expected. I said as he fingered me. Instructing her daughters in the finer points of cooking. Conversation over. "Sometimes Sharon and I make out with each other, just like you and I did tonight. It’s your responsibility to live the life Zach can no longer have.” He crawled in and got in the 69 position, his fat meat above my face, his belly had my chest pinned to the bed and he said lick my cock baby and I did, like a starved kid with Ethnic Porn a lolly pop . He pulled my knees back and got them behind his strong arms and all at once burred his tongue in my ass. I fucked her asshole in long deep Indian Porn strokes and indian saying to her, “Do not stop eating that fuckken pussy. She is sliding it up and down just at the top of my vagina which feels good but is too far up to really hit my love button. The 2 girls didn’t take much notice of him apart from when he drove near them and they tried to hide behind a stack of sun loungers. Her name was never made public but I had Indian Sex sources in the police department who provided her contact info. “Mom, a lot of….” my phone buzzed again and this time it was Kimmie. Sharon was the instigator of the pair. I want my 69 slave to be that devoted to me as they are to you. I was still on the floor on my knees with a lump in my pants and a wet nose, not knowing which way was up. In addition to the cow people there were sheep people and what I guess are mice. I sat across from her, and she began her tale. “I trust her. You showed this to people.” So much to think about and look forward to. “Emily Rivera, ” the teacher across the room called over, standing up from his desk. Jaz brought her head back up to my chest but left her small hand around my shaft. Master did not seem to mind what she was doing, the attention was locked at Jonathan by the door. It was a pleasant sight as I looked out the window. The End I grins as I grab both of her ass. “No. Absolutely not. Of course, it doesn’t take long before she is rubbing her pussy. She held up the strap-on laughing and said “for Dave's ass when he couldn't get the real thing”. "What action did you take after I was aboard?"