1. Spies of Manasses


    Date: 9/9/2015, Categories: Historical, Author: jdm320, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    his body and unfastened the suspenders that held his pants. One of the buckles hit him on the chin but his painful cry lasted a short time as he felt Rose’s fingers around his manhood. He kicked his pants off his feet with force, as Rose’s dress fell to the floor. In only her corset, Rose laid onto the bed as Henry assumed his position between her legs. She gasps loudly as she felt his thick penis push into her. She crossed her legs around his waist. She knew in his state, he would not last long, so she moved her hips in unison with his. In a very short time she felt his body begin to tremble and she gripped him tighter. His breathing became staggered as he arched his back. Rose felt him expanding inside her and could feel the increased wetness of his seed in her womb. She loosened her grip on him and he fell to her side. Before she could get sat up fully, she heard him snoring. She smiled as she looked down at him. She slipped out of the bed and headed to his office, where she found the information she needed to help the army of her government be triumphant. The next morning, Henry had his coachman carry Rose home while he went to work on that day’s assignment. Once home, Rose rushed to her office and wrote the information she had gathered on her parchment and called for Bettie. When Bettie arrived, she handed the parchment to her with instructions to take the information to Col. Jordan. Bettie rolled the parchment tightly and pressed it into her hair bun and put on her ...
    bonnet and headed for Virginia. Bettie Duval had recently turned 24 years old and was very popular with the young men of Washington. Her blonde hair and blue eyes accented her pretty face, but the dimples in her smile are what melted their hearts. Her breast bounced forcefully as her horse galloped down the dusty road toward Virginia. The trip would take her almost half of a day at this pace and she knew that time was not on her side. She passed a battalion of Union Soldiers marching in the same directions as she was headed. She kicked her horse to rush past them. Unfortunately, her hastiness caught the attention of a mounted scout, and soon she had a follower. The Corporal stayed back, but Bettie sensed his presence. She didn’t have time for delays, but also knew she had to dispose of the obstacle or her mission would not be successful. She directed her horse to a nearby stream, in clear sight of the road. It was not long before she heard the hoof beat of the Corporals horse. Loosening the laces of her dress, Bettie allowed her ample cleavage to show as the Corporal approached her. “Ma’am, may I ask what you are doing?” The Corporal asked, as he dismounted his horse and walked toward Bettie. The soldier could not control his eyes as they gazed upon the milky white globes as they bubbled out of her top. “Just out for a ride, sir, no harm in that is there?” Bettie answered, her southern accent very prevalent to the Corporal, she smiled as she saw his attention being drawn to her ...
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