Sandra went nuts, writhing and moaning and wailing obscenities challenging our manhood amongst other things. Her fingers stroked her clit when she was...'t dissolved in orgasm. I kept my hands on her nipple, squeezing and tugging harder and harder until my mouth got into it, and my teeth.Both Kenneth and I went hyper kinetic, pounding into her with abandon. She shrieked and moaned, too lost in ecstasy for words. I thrust one last time as deep as possible and undulated with every intense throb of. He’d finally given in and bought a crossbow, but he’d never had need for a lance in real life before, not having used the bulky weapon since training with the knights. He’d have to make do with his sword. He detached the weapon from the harness on his back and tossed the sheathe aside after drawing the blade.He cast his combat spells as he rode—shield spell, armor spell, and strength spell. Then, without thinking about it, he cast the spell to enhance his weapon. Just as he finished, he. "Don't stop, that feels so good. I'm gonna cum again." Her pussy went into another series of spasms and she squeezed my fingers. Her secretions bathed my hand and the strong aroma was nearly overpowering. She fell quiet and still as her climax ebbed.Trouble was, my cock was ready for more action. I leaned back on the couch and told her to kneel between my legs. "Got a present down there for you, Ann,” I said.She looked at my towering erection and grinned. "Do you ever!”She put a hand on each. A complex series of practiced manoeuvres resulted in a simple beat, impractical to ignore, impossible to escape. The men were standing in a semi-circle with one of the ceremonial fires in front of them. The intoxicating smoke floated thick above them, drifting aimlessly in the largely windless cleft in the hills near our village.Some of the young women were teasing the men, shaking their breasts in front of them, attempting to distract them from their drumming. It was fun, but a waste of time..