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The Island, Chapter 13
Date: 8/29/2016, Categories: Fiction, Cruelty, Non-consensual sex, Author: Paperbackwriter, Rating: 93.1, Source: sexstories.com
lap, a blanket over him to shield their activity from passers-by. She smiled and pulled down the blanket to show me. “He ‘as a good appetit . I think he will do well.” The dark lips were pulling on that magnificent milky mam like there was no tomorrow, suctioning her sweet milk like a machine. I was a little jealous, wishing I could join him at the bar, but I knew he needed it more than I did. I hungrily watched a drop of milk form on her other nipple and drip, wasted, onto the African’s chest. Too bad! “Do you know where Joelle is?” I asked the Frenchwoman. “I think she and the Indian woman—Anjali, non? —are taking the prisoner woman to get her cleaned up. I ‘eard there is to be a, how you say, trial today to decide what is to be her fate. They went to la riviere .” I ran into Janie as I left the hut. “Hey, Dave,” she greeted me, kissing me lightly. “What did you get up to yesterday?” “It’s a long sordid story, but I think you’ll like it. I’m going to save it for later, when we can… discuss it in private.” She gave me a naughty grin. “I like the sound of that.” Switching gears, I asked, “What’s going on with the terrorist girl?” Janie looked worried. “I asked a couple of the girls to help her clean up and get her a little more presentable. We need to have a powwow about what to do with her. We can’t keep her tied up forever. I know some people are in favor of killing her, but who would do it? I can’t bring myself to do that. I mean she did try to kill us, or at least hijack ...