He slid his thick cock deep into my wet pussy

Ansel chewed on his thoughts as he returned to camp. Drawing her to her feet he tucked the material around her. Txxx These men were not just hunting, they were intent on taking something that was not theirs to take. That is how it came to be that the Feminine Monasteries were formed. Prologue
Nobody expected there to be a World War 3, when it did come, everyone knew the terrible truth. Ansel had never seen any human with such delicate and perfect features. “No man is a woman’s friend.” she sounded sad. He produced some jerked venison, and handed it to her. Building a fire had not been enough. Below him there was an open meadow, unprotected from the rain. Her breasts heaved with her labored breathing and she stood ready to defend herself. The thrill of battle saturated his senses. He was frozen in place, in complete shock. She had no clan accent and used words he’d never heard before. “My friends call me Ani.” He said it with emphasis on the word friends. They moved tirelessly, intent on their prey, it had to be important. “Have you caught my scent…” She stuffed her hand between her legs as she spoke, inserting two of her fingers inside of herself. It was a dance of fury and rage. He hated to fight, the thrill made him half sick, and hung over him like a black cloud. He stuck his knife through the abdomen of one, ripping it upwards, deep under his ribs. He found himself chuckling. He didn’t want her to be startled when she woke.