I arched my back up to her mouth and succumbed to her ministrations as her legs gripped my head, trapping me, grinding herself into orgasm on my eager... receptive mouth.At a table intended to seat four people, we took up barely two places as we ate the warm croissants and chatted idly about ourselves. At one point she reached across me for the coffee pot and I once again felt the gentle pressure of a breast as it brushed against my arm.I stiffened and she looked at me worriedly,"What is it. “Loot the corpses and then let’s have lunch. The way back to the village will be much easier now.”---------------With the horses, they managed to make it back to the village faster than they thought. They arrived in the late afternoon, when most of the shops had closed, but there were still a few open that they could sell their loot to.“Thank you for getting me back here,” said Oath.“No need to thank me, you paid off your debt.”“Still, I’m glad you didn’t just knock me out and steal my clothes. It may have taken me until my mid-thirties to realize my childhood dream but Margie was a dream worth waiting for.I snuck a finger between her legs to rub her distended clitoris as we began to get into a nice rhythm. "Oh god, Tommy, this is so hot! I'm already about to have an orgasm! Do me hard, Baby! Fuck me hard!"I grabbed her hips and began pulling her into me as I slammed forward. She kept squeezing her vaginal muscles down making me have to push hard for total penetration. The feeling was. “Fuck me, fuck me, fuccccckkkkkkk me,” she screamed in a voice that had started to sound like someone else's. “Fuck my needy cunt!” she added as she raised her arse a little, so he could get deeper. She realised that she really truly loved that people were watching. She thought right then, that she was so fucking horny, she’d allow people to take turns on her. “Oh fuck you’re so wet, you filthy little cunt,” he hissed, his voice shaking now. She wished she could invite people to take a closer.