He paused a moment, then climbed behind me, grabbing my ass. Hepositioned himself between my cheeks. I could feel his already lubed cockagainst my hol....I shuddered as he pushed inside. Goddamn I needed that. And sure, I couldout on a skirt if that's what it took. I groaned loudly, my cockstraining hard at the already-tight front of my panties, leaving a wetmark.He pushed in further and began to thrust, grunting and clearly enjoyinghimself. Then he took my sides and flipped me over to face him. Many of them could count on family to shelter them alongthe way. But not Esteban. All of his family were marked for vengeance.And he knew it.Carlos Moya was dead - lynched by the mob. Strung up in the Capital'smain square. Even if he believed I God, Esteban doubted that he wouldpray for the soul of his father. He was just as cruel to his youngestson as he was to his people.Of course, Esteban had enjoyed the trappings of power. More than enjoyedthem, he had sought them out and relished. More

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