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“Shield wall!” yelled Torstein, “Get back here! Shield wall!” “We’re too spread out; form a shield wall!” he yelled frantically at teen Vidar. Now Vidar too recognized the danger. Three hundred warriors were charging at them from the front, another fifty and growing in their rear. The enemy would fight like cornered rats desperate to escape. Strung tits out up the beach in pursuit of the enemy, the wolves were in danger of being run over by their stampeding prey. “Form up!” shouted Vidar, taking up Torstein’s call, “Shield wall, quickly! Shield wall!” Eighty warriors formed a line in the sand before the water, blocking all escape. Twenty faced the water, ready to cut down any Arkadians brave enough to attack from that way. But the Arkadians were too exhausted to fight on. Many were without weapons. A few foolhardy and panicked souls ran headless into this second line of enemies and were slaughtered. The rest stopped short of the shield wall, terror evident in their faces. After dashing themselves to destruction at the top of the beach, most were unwilling to do so again by the water. The Arkadian warleaders stopped as well and were now finally able to exert some control over their forces. The remaining Arkadians huddled together in a spiky, circular hedgehog, fearfully awaiting their deaths. Those warriors that were just hitting the beach wisely skirted around Torstein’s shield wall. Encouraged by a few arrows and pursuing skirmishers, they were corralled public into the center to join their comrades in the hedgehog. Me and the warriors with me jogged down the beach and formed another shield wall opposite Vidar’s. Together, my two forces sandwiched the surviving Arkadians. A few hundred paces away, the ballistae boomed again, bolts blowing apart another troop barge. Volleys of arrows had decimated the crews of most of the enemy vessels. Radu’s flagship had retreated at the first sign of trouble. Two galeas, seven akatus, and a scattering of canoes limped after it. A final desultory volley chased after them, but landed well short. The strip warriors on all sides waited with baited breath for whatever came next. Silence reigned, broken only by the cacophony of cries and screams from hundreds of wounded. I pushed my way forward through my shield wall to stand before the enemy formation. “Warriors of Arkadia,” I boomed in the Arkadian trade language, “I am Lord Aurkyn, leader of this army and Baron in the service of King Hrothgar, Jarl of Jarls, Uniter of the Clans, and King of the Northmen. Where is your leader? Where is Commander Radu?” A woman with a silver headband and a matching blowjob silk bra pushed out of the hedgehog and limped forward. I immediately recognized her as the woman that had accompanied Commander Radu. So we headed up to her and Dave’s place. He took her public to their bed in the bedroom however since she said make teen love to me. The pressure tits swelled and swelled. She had light orange fur with black stripes, somewhat like a tiger. The monster absorbed it effortlessly, savoring her resilient fighting spirit. “Relax,” Darlene said. Meanwhile, he ran his hand down her back and felt her naked ass. 
Her final plea blowjob made me cum and my hot gooey mess spatters the inside of her blossoming hole. “No, no, this will be much better; I promise.” It was like an elongated dish with a large flat area, and short legs. “That's fine with me.” Jason looked away embarrassed and blushed furiously. Her strip limbs were wrapped around me and I was being squeezed with bone-crushing force. She still weeps for your suffering, but knows that nothing I do to your body can surpass what I’ll do to her soul if she tries to stop me. They stood staring at each other for a few moments until Jim said,"Well, it's mowed, until next time that is. I guess I'll go home and relax." “Damn.” she almost softly muttered. No! Couldn’t be! Once again, you told me that yourself. “Damn, the Program is hot.”