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Or so she thought. She heard the one-eyed man groaning more loudly, but didn't know
what it meant until she felt a hot wetness flooding her vagina. He was cumming. "No! No!" Sally shrieked. "Not yet. Wait just a little bit longer and I'll cum too!" But it was no use. She stared up at the big man's lust-contorted features, his single eye bulging from its socket as he pumped his nuts off in her cunt. Sally strained to cum too, but the very act of straining killed the orgasm that had been rising in her shudderingly ready belly. She sobbed helplessly as the one-eyed man slowly pulled his shrinking prick from her frustrated pussy hole. He was grinning lasciviously down at her. She hated him then, and wished she could wipe that hateful grin from his face. She had no more thought the words when the grin vanished, replaced by a sudden look of fear. "What's going on here?" she heard a powerful voice call out from the doorway. All the men spun around. All their faces showed fear. Sally blinked away her tears and looked toward the door. The most handsome man she'd ever seen was standing there. He was tall and apparently well-built. He wore the plumed hat of a cavalier on his head. His clothes were immaculate. A long rapier hung from one side, trailing away behind him. He had a thin moustache and a small pointed beard that accentuated the perfection of his features. "What's going on here, I said?" the man repeated. The one-eyed man bowed. "Nothin', Cap'n... nothin' at all," the one eyed man mumbled. "Just us boys having a little fun and relaxation." The man addressed as Cap'n, obviously the leader of the raiders strode forward and |
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