It won't be much of a fight." Here," he tossed a dagger on the bar. "If you're up close that is better than a sword."I picked it up and looked at him ...etting my war face out. "Do you have a problem with me killing them in here?" That ... That's your business, but if you survive and aren't hurt too bad, you're responsible for cleaning up the mess." He turned away, not wanting to see my face, I guessed."Not much faith in me surviving or not being hurt?" They killed the last three; a shame because. Then I decided it was time to get fucked and same time to start relieving them one by one, to start with, I had our host, my friend’s father on the floor and started sucking on his dick, while doing that, I was feeling all kinds of hands and lips of the others over my body.Then I got on top of him, making my back to his face (reverse horse riding position), lowering my body over his cock slowly while he held it in hand guiding it to my asshole, he rubbed it with my ass and started pushing it in. Taking advantage of the idle time, I took the boys to shower in the charged for, public facility that all truck-stops offered.Never being renovated as so many others had been, privacy was not an option. sixteen shower stalls with only a plastic curtain temporarily shielded one while actually showering, but the open area to undress and dress was exactly that, open!Well know was it's reputation as a male "friendly" place. A nod at another guy would find him within the close quarters behind the. They withdrew from each other momentarily, panting and sweating. They removed the blankets slowly and kissed each other. Sreejona lay there with her bare beautiful breasts which along with her deep breaths kept moving. Her navel was beautiful and deep, and her belly sexily leading to her trimmed hairy pubic region. The light coming in from the window outlined her brilliant curves. Her wet and dripping vagina, ever so rosy wanted Bikash to continue.She pulled his head to her breast and placed.