We moved into the farmhouse together shortly afterwards. I kept working with the Toymaker, while waiting for my map to go active again. I'd discovered...a single flashing green pixel down in the corner that convinced me the Map is still working - just blank.In the meantime I was doing a job during the days I loved more than anything I could ever have imagined, while coming home each night to the most beautiful women I could have ever dreamed of. Making toys is every kid's dream. Darci and Jeannie. Reg turned and brought TimeKeeper up to the ready as he continued backpedaling down the passageway."Aaron, we are going to have company," Reg announced, drawing power. "Continue on, I will catch up."Reg moved to the center of the passageway, adjusted his stance, and waited. He did not have long to wait as a squad of eight Dark Elves coming trotting up the corridor. Reg fed power to Timekeeper as he started toward the squad, grasping the hilt with both hands and bringing the sword straight up. She bit down hard on her gag as her orgasm jolted her between the two cocks inside her. She was so full and so wet. She couldn’t see a thing but her senses were completely overloaded from the inside. Tears began to form in her blindfolded eyes. They were so bad….just using her that way in silence. Her ass clinched harder until her master’s cock began to throb again. Maybe if she could weaken him by spilling his seed she could get a rest….Gradually he slowed his pressing. Shop owners - the market square was dominated by small tea shops and the kind of quaint trinket shops that looked pretty but didn’t sell anything that anything would want to buy - arrived wearily, unlocking their doors and disappearing from view.The alleyway connected the market square to the Black Swan, an ancient coaching inn that once served highwaymen and well-to-do travellers alike, but now was the pub known most famously being the only one in town that would sell alcohol to the local.