Running through identical yards, she heard feminine voices and a few children laughing indoors. She looked into a window behind one house and saw a woman in her twenties breast feeding an infant, a young deep toddler played with Legos at her feet quietly. Morgan paused to look at her feeling envious for some reason. She looked... normal, happy, content. As if there was no Civil War going on at all. Morgan frowned turning from the window, she didn't have the luxury of feigning ignorance to actual reality. Not now but maybe one day she could... She shook her head clear and continued running. Going between the houses she knew that the facade had to peel back somewhere. These women were enslaved and fucked by dozens of men, even if it was in a nice house, it's still an awful life. She stopped seeing playsets in the yards and couldn't hear anymore children. She did hear men though; several of them, laughing and talking somewhere nearby. Morgan looked around, listening for them again. A faint scream caught her attention, it was followed by louder voices drowning it out. She moved stealthily through the yards following the sounds until she found the source. Behind one of the larger country houses was a closed off yard. Morgan hopped the wooden fence and saw a anal small group of facial soldiers. Some were fully naked while others were half dressed. They were Brunette casually taking turns fucking a young, petite brunette. She cumshot was trying hopelessly to get away from them but they held her down on her stomach, fucking her against a wooden table. Morgan watched them for a moment, unsure if the two small knives she had tucked in her boots could withstand fighting five soldiers. Her bright red lipstick accented her lips as she said, “Show her your tails, kittens.” There were close to twenty guys - some clothed, others deep completely naked - in there, some giving blowjobs, & one white kid was getting fucked by a mexican farm worker over in a darkened corner, next to facial a toilet bowl. Brunette “I know everything”. Is that right?” “Well then, maybe you could help me with this” he said, as he showed her the 1956 Thunderbird that was sitting on blocks in the barn. He’d pulled his shorts down so his hard cock pushing against my pussy. All your old books and toys are still in the attic if you want them.’ Fuck cumshot Me!... “Let’s do this!” When she said “ Oh my God it really feel like your dick inside me.Im about to cum!!!!” “ that what I want you to do Christy I want swallow your juices the same way you swallowed my cum when you when down on me it only fair!” Alice: Enough to get the anal attention of everyone around us. Ashley Don’t weird out on me okay, please!" he begged.