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Our Princess however was not always interested in playing, but what Princess is suppose to want to be captured? It was her unwillingness that we relied on to suspend our disbelief, to make the game fun. We’d be drawing with chalk in her drive way, and they’d ride up on their bikes. “Wanna play the game?” They’d ask.
“Not today.” She’d say, kind but a bit pleading. 
I drew my wooden sword and we’d mock battle, me pretending to lose, and they’d push her down, or take her chalk then pull her away while she yelled, 
 “stoppppp, I don’t want to play this right now!”

 a long time ago they learned it was best to have a bandana on hand or some duck tape. The last thing we needed was for her to get parents involved that didn’t understand the game. 
I’d give them a head start, pretending to summon a dragon or to heal myself before the big battle and indian then I’d have to track them through the woods behind our houses to find where they hid her.
 This time I was impressed. they’re bikes were parked at the edge of amateur the forest but their tracks went in all directions. It took me a lot longer than normal to find them, and it was only do to her yell that I did at all.

They had a make-shift fort from nailed together dry wood and sheet metal. She was gagged this time with what looked like both duck tape a nd the bandana. Her hair flowed down past her waist but it looked a bit mussed from the struggle and her dress was slightly torn. She was on the ground on her knees with her arms tied to her sides in a coil of rope and her eyes looked puffy from tears.
 The Halo had given me more than mind-control powers, but inhuman stamina. She then starts to deep throat my cock down as far as she could take it down her throat. Neither was I, and the selection wasn’t exactly reminiscent of La Prego. Before you both piss me off.” As she walked to her room I just watched her thinking to myself that she is so fine. She didn’t sound angry, but she did sound amateur upset. “U-uh.. “You’re going to mess it up.” I whined. My right hand abandoned her breast. I indian don’t know why I didn’t twig, but it was Jon who said, “They’re getting off on that aren’t they?” The other man heard him and said, “Yeah, great isn’t it?” He turned to his woman and said, “Why don’t you have a go?” With that she was off, not as fast as the others though. “I can tell you are enjoying this. "Yeah. I opened the door to see him masturbating and smirked some. My hand clamped around it. "I asked you how you were feeling?" We put on our tops for the drive home. Just lay with me, talk with me, touch me. I want to remember the human who helped save us.” Carsina gasped as the ooze dropped her inches from being pulled into is girth. I was right, you were jealous of Tom." And then the stench of her arousal surrounds me like a wall, and my nose goes slick and warm as her bodily fluids begin to ooze. “Whew! On the advice of my mother, I am just enjoying my life. The cries of the bereaved sang from every corner, but the loss of one would sting this tribe the hardest.