"Yes. You go now. No steal our game or try steal our treasure. You findpretty elf, you give to us. That treasure belong to me," the leadergrunted and ...odded.The female bugbear nodded, and after a brief exchange of formalities thegroup returned to their hunting, leaving the disguised Solkah to quicklytry to catch up with the bounty hunter. Lorna Malys was canny, andexperienced, one of the most feared mercenaries in her far southernhomeland. Solkah knew her by reputation, and that reputation was. Releasing the last button, he slipped the sweater off her shoulders until it caught at her elbows.Today's choice of undergarments clearly indicated that, at least subconsiously, she had been thinking ahead to a moment like this. Her bra was fashioned from teal silk and black lace and it didn't cover or support her so much as it offered her breasts up for his inspection. He rested his hands on her hips while he bent his head to accept the offer, scattering a random array of kisses across the top. I watched my fingers going in and out of her, taken by how pretty her pussy was. The folds of her labia were swollen and reddened as they rolled in and out with my fingers, glistening in the natural light of the window. "You're gonna make me cum..." she whispered. I wanted to desperately. Her sounds grew in volume and frequency until she seemed to literally explode in front of me, grabbing the blue comforter with her hands so tightly I thought she'd pull it out from under me. Her face contorted. Yes I did, bit of an old sort of interloper on our patch.” Gus giggled. “Oh ho. hang on. Here we go.”The light changed, there was less surrounding noise. She found herself roughly handled, creased then scrunched to one side. Something hard cramped not only her but her style, which was pretty and delicate. “Ouch, that hurts,” as a sharp edged slightly grubby crudely blunt object, started a regular push and shove, settling her into a rhythm she knew well - I unfortunately didn’t. Fucking.