Princess of the insurgents 33 Lying in the grass. +18

After a simple meal made up of wheat patties and wild goat's milk, the group of collectors made their way to the river shown on an old map found in an abandoned car carcass in a field.

This moment of communion with the great outdoors, however, was not as joyful as they would have wished. The men and women who focus their eyes on their fishing rod, have a blushed face and are currently asking themselves, many questions.

As for the two young men who were still discreetly fighting this morning to see who would be the one to capture the heart of the beautiful Jane, they have now lost all their motivation.

For these young men living in an isolated group, finding a pretty companion is difficult. Admittedly, there are a few teenage girls in the camp, but apart from the wild Sally who has always repelled the men who have approached her, all these young girls are uglier than each other.

Yet when the two desperate young men who sit on the ground, pulling up grass to get rid of their frustration turn their heads, the sight and the noise that greets them makes them depressed like never before.

"I think that these two girls getting along a little better. What do you think about that?"

Indeed, this comrade is not wrong. The two girls get along so well, that the moans of Sally, who is lying on her back, are unbearable for the two young men. After the meal, without even hiding more than that, the two girls settled down on the grass and then began to kiss languidly in front of the group members.

The men greatly appreciated this scene of passion shared between two beautiful girls, but reprimanded many times by women who were certainly jealous, the unfortunate men had no choice but to turn their eyes toward their miserable bamboo fishing rods.

Lying down against Sally, Jane, who has no experience, realizes that it is easier to do good to herself than to give it to another girl.
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This morning, Sally pushed her away, but Jane knows that, like her, the teenager also has desires. So Sally's words weren't enough to dissuade her from continue her assault on the beautiful girl, who finally let Jane take off her tee-shirt and put her lips on her breasts.

spin slowly her tongue around another girl's pretty pink nipple drove Jane crazy. At first she was a little amused, but soon she felt her nectar overflow from her panties and run down her thighs. Thinking that Sally was in the same situation, Jane pushed her panties aside to stroke her vagina, but the beautiful brunette panicked and struggled so hard that Jane fell on her buttocks.

Surprisingly, the fall had its upside, for although her attempt was unsuccessful, Jane was able to observe Sally's palpitating and very wet crotch who, freed from her attacker, tried to catch her breath.

Finally, after many unsuccessful attempts and a few slaps, Jane managed to remove Sally's panties, which buckled and groaned as Jane's fingers penetrated her.

After the meal, Jane, very dissatisfied with Sally's passivity, jumped on her for the second time, but apart from a few hugs, the pretty girl did nothing. This time it was too much for Jane, whose the thumb and index finger who gently pinched the Sally's clitoris stops moving.

The beautiful brunette, who was about to come again, looked at Jane with astonishment, but to punish her, Jane got up and walked to the river without even paying the slightest attention to her.

As Jane prepares to scream at the fishermen, she notices that all her new comrades are waving at her to shut up and get down. In the lowered position, she joins the fishermen hidden by a large bush, whose worried gaze is turned to their right.

Why did she not realize the presence of these people who are less than 300 feet away from her? At that moment, Jane realizes that for some time now she has not captured any thoughts from her surroundings. Could it be that her passion for Sally has drained her mind? Determined to solve this mystery, Jane promises to repeat the exercise as often as possible to verify this theory.

"Who are these people in long dresses and black hoods?"

To all collectors, Jane is just a young girl who was raised in the woods, prefers women to men and whose too many questions are sometimes exhausting. So it's not surprising to them that she is unaware of the danger emanating from the group of people who suddenly appear not far from them.

The man who today, serves as the leader of the small group answers Jane without averting his eyes from the danger that threatens them.

"The new world order has not only brought about a radical change in policy. It was accompanied by many other disastrous upheavals for citizens. Among these upheavals were the emergence of many sectarian religious groups, the majority of whom believe that the end of the world is imminent.

When man really became a predator for man and our concept of nations collapsed for purportedly, better reborn, all those crazy preachers and believers who were lulled by the Old Testament from an early age, dedicated themselves to the accomplishment of the various apocalyptic prophecies they believed.

These people, who came together to form these extremist sectarian groups, are for the most part originally from all the monotheistic religions and whatever their first ideas, all of them now have an extremely dangerous ideology.

These men in front of us are part of one of these pseudo-new churches that have sprung up all over the country. To see such a group going through the countryside like this can only mean one thing: They are looking for human sacrifices to be used during their services to honor their god."

The future is a place full of danger. To escape it, Jane understands better why these people accept their living conditions, so rough. Super-soldiers, mass murder, dictators in collusion with each other, giant wild dogs and now, dangerous sects in large numbers?

But Jane thinks that these madmen in long robes are not so far from the truth, because even if it is still possible to breathe, the world has already imploded.

Imploded? It is certainly the best solution to save the many lives that will be sacrificed by these people whose common thinking is not rational. Yes, these people think too much, so she might as well give them some relief.

Jane, who watches these few members of the unknown cult moving about in silence, is not shocked by the words of her leader.

According to her: The believers have been slaughtering men since the dawn of time. Crusades, lawsuit for witchcraft, purification, hatred, or simply manifest intolerance, taking the example of Christians who preach love for the other, and have never been able to put this simple idea into practice, Jane considers that if the idea of a religion is basically a good thing, as with everything else, men only corrupt it to satisfy their own ambitions and desires.

Implode, do they not? Well, why not.

The cult members have changed direction and are getting closer. The members of the collector group, on the other hand, are no longer making a move. Excessively anxious, all their mouths now tightly shut, forcing them to expel the oxygen they consume to excess, through their noses.

Sally, trembling with fear, has forthwith joined Jane's side and is now holding her hand.

The group of collectors is doing their best not to show their surprise when from the back of the religious group people, each of them thinks they see a strange red and white projection scattered in the air.

At more than 240 feet, however, it is difficult for them to know what these strange fleeting projections were, but as the believers stop their advance and turn around, the members of the group of collectors can see that one of the men in black is lying on the ground.

His hood is no longer on his head. In fact, they shudder when they see that the man has no more head. Running would be appropriate, for a much greater danger than these men must be hidden not far from here.

The leader of the group of collectors slowly raises his arm with the intention of initiating a quick retreat, but his arm finally remains at the height of his shoulder.

In front of the leader of the shocked collector group rwho can't put his arm down, the men from the sect fall one after the other after that their heads are exploded, leaving behind them, only a mixture of blood and pieces of infamous brains.

Chapter end